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Chapter 73. The Weight of Silence
Author: Achie Ver
last update2025-08-29 23:45:50

Kai woke with a gasp. The void was gone. He lay on cold stone, his body aching as though he’d been crushed by mountains.

His chest burned, his hand still clutching the hilt of his golden blade. For a moment, he thought it had all been a dream. The shattered world.

Amara’s fading voice. The Gardener laughed, but when he looked at his palm, the mark was still there, half gold, half green, glowing faintly.

His heart clenched. “Amara…” he whispered. His voice cracked, broken by grief. “Where are you?”

Silence answered. The air smelled of smoke and rot. He slowly stood, his legs trembling, and looked around.

He wasn’t in the fractured world anymore. He was back in the city, but it was not the same city he remembered.

The skyline was broken. Towers leaned against one another, their windows shattered.

Streets were cracked open like wounds, roots spilling from beneath the ground. Some buildings burned, their flames green instead of orange.

The sky was wrong too. Not split like before, but
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