Lore · The Black Armory Papers
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Dear Adelaide,
When those people and their drones found me alone at that deserted intersection they demanded to know where you were. I offered them the Obsidian Accelerator. I gave it freely.
You promised you would leave me, and you did… but you never said how far you would go, did you? You stayed close…
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