The world should have celebrated.The war was over.The sky had healed.The City of Lost Possibilities was finally at peace.And for the first time in ages, the three Silences were no longer trying to destroy one another.Yet nobody felt victorious.Because something had changed.Something none of them could explain.Nova felt it most strongly.Three days had passed since the battle.Three days since she had taken the Third Silence's hand.Three days since existence itself had seemed to heal.But every night, she dreamed.And every dream showed the same thing.A door.A massive silver door floating in endless darkness.Covered in ancient symbols.Locked.Waiting.Watching.The first time she dreamed of it, she ignored it.The second time, she became curious.By the third night, she woke with a name echoing inside her mind.Genesis.Nova sat upright in bed.Her breathing uneven.Moonlight filtered through the tower window.The city outside remained silent.Most of its ancient citizens
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