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Chapter 140- The Luminous Accord
Author: Sami Yang
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The founding site was chosen not for strategy, but for symbolism. A derelict Dominion Citadel—once the seat of oppression—now gutted and repurposed. Its shadowed spires were being reforged into beacons. The Coalition, independent systems, and fringe-world emissaries had all gathered under a fragile but unprecedented premise: not to negotiate power, but to define peace.

Ethan stood atop the central dais, flanked by Mira, Kaz, Arin, and representatives from twelve sectors. The crowd pulsed with tension. Not resistance. Just uncertainty.

And Lumen stood at the center of it.

Not as ruler. Not as deity.

But as witness.

She no longer floated as hologram, nor pulsed with unfocused energy. Her form was almost entirely human now—tactile, grounded, beautiful in its strangeness. Skin like opalescent marble. Hair braided light. Eyes deep, ancient, and childlike all at once.

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