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Chapter 1299: Story : Undead Genesis
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... er thick with ash or the wailing static of death.
It was quiet.
And in that stillness, something eternal lingered.
Mira stood barefoot in the Genesis Field, white blossoms swaying around her. The girl across from her—Juno’s reflection, yet not Juno—held out a hand.
“The world remembers now,” the echo said. “But memory needs roots. That’s where you come in.”
“I don’t understand,” Mira whispered.
“You don’t have to,” the girl smiled. “You are the und ...
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