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... n fuselages. Charred control panels. Shattered glass.
The wreckage stretched across the Martian surface like a graveyard of forgotten ambition. Rockets from every era, from every organization—each one a corpse left to rot in the red dust.
But among them, one name caught my attention.
Novacore Industries.
I stopped. My fingers hovered over the rusted metal plating of an old module, my breath caught somewhere between disbelief and something much col ...
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