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Chapter 33: Awakening the Hidden Presence
Author: Gbemudia
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The courtyard had returned to its quiet rhythm, but Ken felt none of the normal sounds around him. The laughter of disciples, the clash of training swords, it was all muted beneath the roar of the fragment now fused inside him.

Each pulse reminded him that part of himself was no longer lost, yet it also carried memories he had not wished to face.

He could feel the presence beneath the sect, deeper than the foundations, older than any of the elders dared speak of. It was not a fragment, nor a sy
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