Chapter Twenty-one: The Choice That Ends Worlds
The sky did not simply split.
It opened.
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The Descent
What came through was not a creature.
Not a being.
Not something that could be named in any language the world still remembered.
It was a presence.
Vast.
Uncontained.
Hungry in a way that had nothing to do with flesh or blood, but everything to do with existence itself.
The air screamed.
Reality bent.
Even the three entities, the so-called Correction, stepped back.
For the first time, they were not in control.
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Cassandra
Her heart slammed violently against her ribs.
“What… is that?” she whispered.
Eryndor’s voice came strained.
“It is what happens when balance is delayed too long.”
Her stomach dropped.
“You mean...”
“Yes,” he said. “It doesn’t correct. It
