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... line arches, washing over the polished obsidian floor in languid waves. The air shimmered faintly, not from heat, but from the residue of divine intent. This was a place shaped by Will, carved from the bones of reality, and now it responded to Lucius—not with fear, nor resistance, but reverent silence. The throne at the heart of the chamber no longer rejected him. It pulsed faintly in rhythm with his heartbeat, as though waiting.
Lucius stood before it, cloaked in the mantle of authority ...
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