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... channels beneath Gaeth-9's slave district—tunnels once used for waste, now clogged with the ghosts of progress. Rusted scaffolding, corpse-littered corridors, and broken data consoles flickered like dying stars, feeding the growing unease in his blood.
He had left the others behind. For this, he needed solitude.
The System had pulsed once, subtly, pulling his attention underground—toward something deeper than Empire logistics, deeper than rebellion. A memory buried in metal.
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