Placeholder: The lead figure, a haggard soul with eyes that had seen horrors beyond imagination, stood at the forefront of this eerie assembly. His helmet, like a monstrous crown, bore the scars of countless battles, and his pensive expression hinted at the weight of their mission. A mission that had long since spiraled into madness. "We must press on," the captain declared, his voice carrying an eerie determination. "There are answers out there, buried in the annals of time. Answers that we must uncover, no The lead figure, a haggard soul with eyes that had seen horrors beyond imagination, stood at the forefront of this eerie assembly. His helmet, like a monstrous crown, bore the scars of countless battles, and his pensive expression hinted at the weight of their mission. A mission that had long since spiraled into madness. "We must press on," the captain declared, his voice carrying an eerie determination. "There are answers out there, buried in the annals of time. Answers that we must uncover, no

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The lead figure, a haggard soul with eyes that had seen horrors beyond imagination, stood at the forefront of this eerie assembly. His helmet, like a monstrous crown, bore the scars of countless battles, and his pensive expression hinted at the weight of their mission. A mission that had long since spiraled into madness. "We must press on," the captain declared, his voice carrying an eerie determination. "There are answers out there, buried in the annals of time. Answers that we must uncover, no

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