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... st—storms clawed at Kiro's path, winds laced with industrial ash and the memory of burning worlds. But the Blood Core within him pulsed like a lodestar, guiding his every motion through chaos and ruin.
He landed just beyond the ash plains, near the ancient freight junctions that once fed ore to the orbitals. His boots sank into black dust—soft and thick with the weight of forgotten labor.
For a moment, it was silent.
Too silent.
Kiro adjusted his cloak, hiding the ...
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