The Last Echo of a Dead Star

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The silence was not a void; it was a weight. For an eternity—or perhaps a second, for time had long since ceased to be a linear progression—I existed as a singular, shivering point of awareness in a sea of obsidian ink. I was Elias, once a keeper of the Great Archives of the Aethelgard Hegemony, but now I was merely a ghost in a machine that had forgotten its purpose. My consciousness began to...

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