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Chapter 96: Collateral Existence
Author: Archie Mon
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The ground under Caver’s boots shuddered—a low, rhythmic earthquake that felt less like shifting tectonics and more like a screen refresh. Across the horizon, the city of Qahara wasn't just sitting there; it was flickering.

Buildings winked out of existence and reappeared in neon, grid-lined silhouettes before stabilizing back into their rusted, decrepit physical forms.

"Look at the street lights," Lyra rasped, shielding her eyes against the harsh, erratic illumination. "The
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