Chapter 3563: The Two Thousand Eight Hundred and Thirty-Second Echo: The Heretic’s Sermon

Olen’s heresy was not shouted from the mountaintops, but whispered in the quiet spaces between stories.

It was a sermon not of words, but of silence—a quiet refusal to accept the stone’s singular truth.

His silence was a question, an invitation to doubt, and it spread faster than any shouted decree.