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... the Empire's night skyline. The atmosphere of a nation that had endured for a thousand years, slowly rotting from within. The lights of a fortress that had unknowingly become humanity's bulwark.
Suddenly, I sensed someone approaching from behind.
“......Max.”
It was Chiron.
“Will you be alright?”
He was a man well attuned to the political climate. As ambitious as he was cautious.
Now that the operation had been set in motion, he must be worried abo ...
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