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... it his face, carrying nothing but the smell of decay and something metallic that probably shouldn't exist in nature.
His armor looked like it had survived several wars without maintenance, scarred and dented in ways that suggested he'd taken more hits than any sane person should.
But despite all that, despite the absolute mess of the world stretching out in front of him, the guy was smiling.
The horizon stretched endlessly ahead, painted in shades of grey and dying brown. ...
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