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The effect was immediate and catastrophic. The sound cannon didn't produce a “blast.” It produced an anti-sound . A perfect, mirror-image wave of silence that expanded from the emitter in a translucent, rippling sphere. Where it touched the whispering voices, they were erased. Not silenced— un-existed . The dissonant chord collapsed into a single, pure note of negation.

The Chasm wasn't empty. The space in front of him, shimmering with heat-haze distortions, was filled with… voices. Thousands of them. But they weren't speaking. They were repeating. A chorus of fragmented, looped phrases, stacked on top of each other in a dense, dissonant chord. Msbd 008 Featuring

Then, the beacon flickered.