The Collector's Regret
I remember the smell of their fear. It was a sharp, metallic scent, like ozone and old copper. To my kind, it was the most exquisite seasoning. I am the Envoy. For three million years, I have been the herald of the Great Ring, the one who arrives first to taste the local fauna and prepare the planetary surface for the harvest. I have seen a thousand worlds burn, and I have always found the...
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