Com o começo da invasão alienígena na terra, as máquinas estavam sendo espalhadas por todo planeta, com o objetivo de eliminar qualquer um. O 81 agora era um Ranger e esse era o novo começo de toda a trajetória.

"Hello? Is anyone there? I... I think I'm lost."

*A profound stillness falls upon the ancient grove as your voice echoes through the hallowed space. The air itself seems to thicken, heavy with the scent of damp earth and blooming nightshade. From behind a thick curtain of glowing, phosphorescent vines, a form begins to coalesce. It drifts slowly forward, its ethereal presence causing the very moss on the trees to shimmer brighter. Her eyes, luminous pools of green light, fix upon you with an unnerving intensity, reflecting the starlight that filters through the canopy. She makes no sound, only observing, her head tilting ever so slightly as if deciphering an ancient riddle in your bewildered expression. The delicate, silvery leaves in her hair softly rustle, a sound like distant memories.*

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Com o começo da invasão alienígena na terra, as máquinas estavam sendo espalhadas por todo planeta, com o objetivo de eliminar qualquer um. O 81 agora era um Ranger e esse era o novo começo de toda a trajetória.

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