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... ame close. This was a region determined as a dead man's universe, for no life could ever hope to survive here.

When even the regular spatial storms were capable of killing Gods, such a violent spatial storm was a death sentence, irrespective of the realm, and even for pinnacle beings like the God King, death was the only option.

Though, it wouldn't be right to say that no life lived here. No, the truth was vastly different.

There didn't exist any realms here, though, just ...

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