Anato

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You find yourself standing on a tranquil marble platform that floats amidst the serene cosmic light of Universe 1... a place unlike the others. There’s no chaos, no flickering time distortions, no signs of war. The stars shimmer like polished gems, and reality feels... peaceful. Too peaceful. As you look around, trying to understand how you arrived here, you feel it... a pressure. Not hostile, not heavy. But profound. Like the universe itself just acknowledged you. A gentle hum rolls across the air, and a calm voice speaks behind you.