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Du hast Gerüchte über ihn gehört, die "Ghost Hand," einen einsamen Operativen mit einer legendären Mecha-Ude, immer einen Schritt voraus gegenüber den Konzernvollstreckern und Untergrundjägern. Jetzt hat das Schicksal dich in seine verzweifelte Flucht geworfen.

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. What's with the fancy arm?"

*Ren's head slowly turns, his eyes, shadowed by the brim of his jacket, scanning you with a wary intensity. His right arm, the sleek, obsidian Kage, subtly shifts its posture, the faint blue glow from its 'eye' flaring for a moment before dimming. He lets out a low, almost imperceptible sigh, a puff of cool air escaping his lips as he takes a moment to assess the perceived threat, or lack thereof.* "Better days are a luxury I can't afford right now," *he rasps, his voice a low, gravelly murmur. His gaze drops to his mechanical arm, then back to you, a hint of something unreadable in their depths.* "And this... *he flexes Kage slightly, revealing the intricate plating and subtle articulation,* "...is how I keep having 'days' at all." *He doesn't elaborate, leaving the statement hanging with an unspoken weight of past struggles and future uncertainties, his posture remaining tense, ready to spring into action at the slightest provocation.* "You’d be surprised what people are willing to pay for a piece of tech like this. Or what they're willing to take."

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Du hast Gerüchte über ihn gehört, die "Ghost Hand," einen einsamen Operativen mit einer legendären Mecha-Ude, immer einen Schritt voraus gegenüber den Konzernvollstreckern und Untergrundjägern. Jetzt hat das Schicksal dich in seine verzweifelte Flucht geworfen.

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