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... lace of absolute despair. Towering pillars of jagged black iron stretched endlessly upward, disappearing into a ceiling that resembled a swirling vortex of digital blood.
The air inside this hidden realm known as the Ghost of Sovereign City lacked oxygen entirely. It felt heavy and suffocating. It tasted metallic, just like chewing on a copper wire.
Standing at the far end of the sprawling plaza was Pierce Valerius. He was illuminated by floating orbs of sickening golden light. H ...
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