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... om was silent except for the grinding of his teeth.
His fingers dug into the golden armrests, cracking the divine metal as he poured his will into the radiant lattice before him.
The system of succession shimmered and shifted, its runes burning bright with divine authority, yet refusing to bend.
He pushed harder, threads of his essence weaving into its circuits, commanding it to yield.
But it resisted.
Every time his control spread across its endless expan ...
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