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Chapter 65. Static
Author: Kala
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The world didn't just end; it unraveled.

One second, the jagged, obsidian-black pillar of the analog port was solid, humming with the low-frequency vibration of a thousand dying dreams. The next, the ground beneath Jara’s feet simply ceased to be a coordinate. She didn't fall; she plummeted into an absence of space. The sensation was akin to being wiped from a photograph, layer by agonizing layer, until only the raw, white-noise ghost of her own existence remained.

"Arel!" she shrieked, though
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