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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-THREE - The Moment of Breaking- B
Author: Freezy-Grip
last update2025-10-20 17:39:37

The silence inside Nýxoros was not silence at all. It was pressure, a slow, crushing awareness that folded inward until even thought began to bend.

Denilson fell through that nothingness like a man drowning in glass. Every breath tore, every pulse flickered between existing and not.

Around him, the world was no longer a place but a living maw of unmaking, walls that breathed without lungs, darkness that shimmered with faint reflections of itself.

He tried to move. His hands, or what still obeyed the name of hands, met resistance that felt like memory. The air had weight here. It pressed against his skin like water made of grief.

Something whispered. A voice older than sound. “You wanted to see what lies beneath the Eye.”

Denilson’s throat clenched. The words came from nowhere, everywhere, curling like smoke through his mind.

He remembered the last moment before he’d fallen, the flash of violet light, the collapsing threshold, his own scream swallowed before it could echo. And then the
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