Chapter 3627: The Two Thousand Eight Hundred and Ninety-Sixth Echo: The Absence That Became a Question

The Weavers felt his absence as a subtle shift in the texture of their world, a new thread of silence in their song.

It was not a void, but a resonance, a quiet question that hummed beneath the surface of their woven reality.

It was the echo of a choice, a testament to the fact that their world, for all its beauty, was not the only story.

And in that quiet question, a new story began to take root, a story of the worlds beyond the loom, of the songs that were yet to be sung.