The first thing that broke—Was direction.Up no longer felt like up.The sky—both skies—folded inward, overlapping like reflections that refused to stay separate. One shimmered gold and fractured, the other dark and endless, stretching beyond anything Lily could understand.And Luca—Stood between them.Not pulled.Not torn.Holding them.“Luca…” Lily whispered, fear rising again, sharp and immediate. “Stop. You don’t have to do this.”He didn’t turn right away.His small figure looked impossibly still as everything else bent around him.“I do,” he said quietly.Luke slammed his hand against the barrier between worlds again.“Luca, listen to me!” he shouted. “You don’t know what happens if you rewrite structure like this—”“I do,” Luca interrupted.That made everything stop.Even Luke.Even God.Even Lucifer.Because the way Luca said it—Wasn’t guessing.Wasn’t learning.It was knowing.God stepped forward, voice sharper than before.“You are exceeding defined limits,” he said. “Cea
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