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... posing figure silhouetted against the backdrop of New Washington's skyline. Below him, a hive of activity buzzed as construction crews, automatons, and floating drones worked tirelessly to transform the old city library into the fortress that would become the Library of Congress.

"How fitting," Franklin mused, a wry smile playing on his lips. "From a humble repository of knowledge to the beating heart of our Legion's psychic might."

He descended the scaffolding with practiced eas ...

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