The city didn’t sleep.—Not anymore.—Because freedom…—doesn’t rest.—Night had fallen.—But the streets were still alive.—Voices.—Movement.—Uncertainty.—Because now——no one knew what tomorrow would look like.—Mara stood on a high structure overlooking the city.—Watching.—Learning.—Because this…—was only the beginning.—“…It’s spreading faster.”—Her voice was low.—Focused.—Ethan stood beside her.—Arms crossed.—Eyes scanning everything.—“…Yeah.”—A pause.—“People are changing.”—A beat.—“…And not all of them are handling it well.”—Silence.—Because that——was already obvious.—Across the city——small distortions had started appearing.—Some controlled.—Some chaotic.—Some…—dangerous.—But one——stood out.—Far across the skyline——a section of the city…—was glowing.—Not with light.——With pressure.—The air there bent unnaturally.—Buildings slightly warped.—Reality itself…—under stress.—Mara’s eyes locked onto
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