The Great Crusade

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The Great Crusade

The stars were not destinations; they were the footprints of the Divine. I, Cardinal Valerius, stood upon the Obsidian Dais of the Primary Engine, my robes of crimson and gold billowing in the artificial wind. Below me, ten thousand acolytes knelt in a sea of silver armor, their voices rising in a singular, thunderous hymn that shook the very foundations of the world. "We do not flee the sun!"...

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