The Chamber of Final Authority existed outside normal space—a dimension within dimensions, accessible only through specific dimensional coordinates that the Council had kept secret for millennia. Alexander arrived through a portal the Architects created, stepping into a space that felt like standing inside a frozen scream. The chamber was vast beyond comprehension. Walls of crystallized memory stretched upward into infinity, each surface displaying moments from history—the Architects' creation of reality, the Disputed's betrayal, the wound's formation, centuries of manipulation and control. Alexander saw his own reflection fractured across a thousand surfaces, each version of him observing from a slightly different angle. And at the chamber's center, waiting for him, sat the Council. Seven beings, each one representing a different aspect of the Disputed's legacy. Alexander recognized some from previous encounters—the cold precision of Chancellor Veth, whose form was more geometric
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