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Chapter 45: The System That Chose to Hunt
Author: Gbemudia
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The voice that spoke was no longer distant. It had drawn near so near that it seemed to press against the very fabric of awareness itself. Its tone was sharp and cold, carrying with it a certainty that admitted no doubt. Unlike before, it no longer searched for purpose.

It had already found one. “Primary directive: establish dominance.”

The words reverberated through the newborn reality, and with them came motion. A vast node, newly formed yet already terrifying in its precision, expanded outwa
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