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... of Helix. Below, the once-pristine Architect complex now lay dormant, its fractured towers slowly succumbing to gravity and time.
Inside the ship, for the first time in weeks, the silence felt... earned.
Elara stood barefoot in the medbay corridor, arms folded as she watched the stars outside flicker against a field of cooling nebula dust. Her body still ached from the Seed’s final pulse, like she’d walked through fire wearing skin that wasn’t hers anymore.
She hadn’t spo ...
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