POV EMMA BELLEThe Great Ark, now a masterpiece of obsidian, jade, and marble, slowed its kinetic engines as we approached the coordinates of the fourth continent. But there was no land in sight. Instead, the sapphire waves of the Emerald Sea simply ended, meeting a wall of vertical light that stretched from the ocean floor to the very edge of the atmosphere."It’s not a physical barrier," Nathaniel whispered, his hands dancing across a silver-logic console that was projecting a rainbow of data. "Emma, it’s a Chromative-Void. It’s a gate that exists in every frequency at once. It’s the Prism-Gate. To pass through it, we don't need a key. We need a Composition."I stood at the prow, my golden eyes reflecting the kaleidoscopic fire of the gate. I felt a hum in my chest—a complex, layered vibration that matched the pulse of the Heart-Tree, the Iron-Anchor, and the Jade-Spire."The Continuum is on the other side," I said, my voice resonating with a new, melodic authority. "But the gate is
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