Chapter 289: The Paradox of Perfection
Author: Clare Felix
last update2026-02-02 02:26:12

Leina emerged from the observatory at dawn, her consciousness still reverberating with quantum echoes. She had been inside for six hours by objective measurement, but subjectively she had experienced those six hours across thousands of parallel timelines, each one branching from her choices, each one equally real until she collapsed back into singular existence.

She was the same Leina who had entered.

She was also fundamentally changed.

The descent from the mountain took three days—she moved sl
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