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Chapter 36: The Prime Ledger
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The interior of the North-Star Peak was not a cave, nor was it a temple. It was a cathedral of geometry. The walls were lined with millions of crystalline shards, each one vibrating at a frequency that made Kaelen’s teeth ache. As he stepped deeper, the violet interface of the System began to glitch, the text flickering between the familiar Altherian script and a language made of jagged, mathematical symbols.

[System Warning: Environmental Data Overload.]

[Source: The Prime Ledger (Primary Nod
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