The Last Flare of the Soul
The city of Orizon was a sprawling megalopolis of steel and glass, but it was dying. A Dimensional Rift had opened in the center of the city, a swirling vortex of violet energy that was slowly erasing the physical world, turning buildings into ash and people into screams. Commander Jax stood on the roof of the Central Command, watching the horizon disappear. He had been a police commander for...
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