The Golden Master

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The Golden Master

Elias. The name hung in the air, cold and sharp, before the Guild Master’s hand struck the table. Elias did not flinch. He kept his eyes on the half-finished ingot in his palm, the gold dull and grey as ash. The Master’s voice was a low rumble, a warning that had turned into a verdict. The system was not angry; it was merely correcting an error. Heresy was a crack in the foundation, and...

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