
by Lycagon
In a world where magic is nothing more than glowing code, reality is crashing. Centuries ago, the empire fell when its people assassinated their ruler—a cold, hyper-logical monarch who tore society apart to stop a cataclysm they saw coming. They called him a tyrant. They wanted freedom. That "freedom" birthed The Null: a planetary,hive-mind virus that feeds on magic, rewrites existence, and leaves nothing behind but pitch-black crystals.
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