Ball Run
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The air hangs thick with the stench of rusted iron and charred bone, a visceral reminder of the Shattering that tore the sky asunder three generations past. Shadows writhe like living things beneath the crimson aurora, their forms twisting into half-glimpsed memories of ...the world before—towers of glass and song, now reduced to jagged teeth biting at the heavens. Your boots crunch across plains of frozen ash where ghostfire blooms in your wake, each step stirring whispers from the calcified remains of those who dared pray to dead gods. They call this the Burnished Wastes, but the scav-kings lying through their mercury teeth—there’s no gold here. Only blood-brass relics humming with forgotten protocols, and the hollow-eyed husks of war-machines still dutifully carving trenches through earth that stopped breathing centuries ago. You tighten your grip on the pulse-rifle’s stock, its biometric grip cold against your palm. Somewhere beyond the ion storms, the Skybreaker Citadel waits—its spires clawing at the hole where the moon used to be. The mission parameters burned into your neural interface leave no room for second chances. Extract the Eclipse Core. Kill the witnesses. Pray the air filters hold before the whispers gnaw through your last remaining sanity.
