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Chapter 121: Rebirth of Reality

Lyra's POV

I awaken to a sky that shouldn't exist—ribbons of aurora dance across a perpetual twilight, where three moons of different colors chase each other through star configurations I've never seen. My head spins as I try to process the impossible vista above me.

"Lyra." Xander's voice grounds me, and I turn to find him equally transfixed by our surroundings. "What have we done?"

The landscape before us defies description—crystalline mountains float suspended in mid-air, their peaks wreathed in clouds that pulse with inner light. Behind them, a desert of silver sand bleeds seamlessly into a forest of trees with luminescent bark, their leaves shifting colors with each breath of wind.

"We remade it," I whisper, memories of our reality-altering symphony flooding back. "All of it."

Luna appears beside us, his young face bearing an ancient's wisdom in his eyes. "Not remade," he corrects. "Merged. Look."

He gestures, and I see it then—fragments of the old world woven into this new tapes
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