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Chapter 133: The Dying Convergence
Author: Jon Bell
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The dimensional transport felt different from normal barrier crossing.

Not smooth transition. Not clean passage. Just violent dislocation as reality bent around them. Marcus felt his consciousness stretched. Fragmented. Nearly torn apart.

Then they arrived.

The other convergence was dying. Marcus felt it immediately. Not through dimensional power he no longer possessed. Through simple observation. The sky was wrong. Colors bleeding into each other. Reality unstable. Flickering.

Carven stood bes
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