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Chapter 246 — The Anchor Price
Author: Pheel-Grip
last update2025-12-04 01:39:34

Threadspace vibrated like a vast, trembling lung struggling to remember how to breathe. The newborn lattice, woven of gold, white, and uncolor, flickered with unstable beauty.

And at the center of the shuddering realm, the Fulcrum drifted toward the rift’s edge, their steps growing heavier with each pulse of reality.

Prime’s voice cracked violently through the shaking dimension. “UNITY! STOP. Don’t you, don’t you walk into that thing!”

The Fulcrum did not turn. Their silhouette shimmered, dimmi
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