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... estination, now standing before a massive iron gate.
The moment my feet touched the cracked earth, a cold gust of wind swept across my face, carrying with it the metallic scent of rust, dust, and the faint echo of distant screams—reminders of a world that had devoured itself long before we reached this place.
The massive iron gate towered above us like the ribcage of some ancient beast, silent and menacing, casting a long shadow over everyone who stood too close. Its surface was ...
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