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Chapter 110. Rebirth of the System
Author: Ugo Lee
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The first thing Everett felt was silence. Not the peaceful kind, but the heavy, hollow kind that made his chest tighten.

He could hear his own breathing, slow and uneven. His eyelids twitched before they finally lifted.

Light. Soft, golden light filtered through a crack in the ceiling above him. He was lying on something cold, stone? Metal?

He wasn’t sure. His body ached like he had fallen from the sky and hit the world face-first. He tried to move. Pain ran through his shoulders. His throat
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