The Billionaire’s Bride
Mark Howard i didn't pray for these baguettesthat's his eager facetrouble when you walked in
Kairos, his brow furrowed in concentration, sensed a swirling vortex of curiosity emanating from the direction of the singularity.
With a deep breath, he initiated the transmission. The ship's systems pulsed with energy as the vast library of knowledge was channeled into the Abyss, a beacon of understanding aimed at the insatiable hunger.
The silence stretched on, agonizingly long. Then, a shift. The whispers returned, but this time, they were different. A sense of awe, of wonder, permeated the once-tormented echoes. In Kairos's mind, he saw the Devourer, not as a monstrous entity, but as a vast, formless consciousness, its hunger momentarily satiated by the influx of new information.
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