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Divine Spark Rising
Lives in a tower full of broken clocks. He calls
himself Bento.”
“You trust him?”
“No,” she said. “But he’s the only one who
knows where the eighth fragment is stored.”
Carolina frowned. “You think he’ll help?”
She smirked. “Depends if he’s more bitter or
bored.” She handed Henry a card. On it was a
single phrase:
“When time forgets its name, the door opens.”
Carolina read it aloud and narrowed her eyes.
“It’s a gate code. Probably metaphor-triggered.”
“Welcome to fragment eight,” Jinji said. “The
Re-patterning Loop. Time to bend perception.”
Henry pocketed the card.
They had a name. A location. A strange key
made of words.
The God Word was no longer just legend.
It was real.
And someone, possibly many, are willing to tear
apart reality to stop it from spreading.
The next train to Porto left at dawn.
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