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CHAPTER 17: THE WHISPERS OF THE NINTH VESTIGE
Author: FJ Writes
last update2026-10-17 22:20:54

The morning mist still clung heavily to the jagged granite perimeter of the Sector 1 coastal sanctuary, wrapping the sprawling estate in a thick, silent shroud of isolation. Inside the ninety-fourth-floor command center of the Vance Treasury Spire, however, absolute clarity and relentless precision reigned. The massive, multi-layered holographic globe floating above the central obsidian desk continued to pulse with rhythmic, uninterrupted emerald-green data streams, reflecting a planet complete
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