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Chapter 57: When the Watchers Arrive
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The sky didn’t tear open. That was the unsettling part. It organized.

Clouds shifted into lattices too precise to be natural. Stars dimmed, not vanishing, just… repositioning, like eyes adjusting focus. The moon stalled mid-arc, arrested by a geometry that refused to explain itself.

People noticed.

Phones came out. Livestreams spiked. Someone somewhere started praying. Someone else started screaming. A child laughed because children hadn’t yet learned what impossibility was supposed to feel li
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