The Last Sentry of the Fallen Empire
The obsidian spires of the Capital World had been silent for a thousand years, their peaks piercing a sky that had forgotten the color blue. Commander Valerius walked the empty corridors of the Citadel, his boots echoing like a funeral drum. He was the last of the Sentries, the final guardian of an empire that had once spanned ten thousand systems. In his hand, he held the "Void-Key," a device...
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