Deimos

*The heavy metallic door hissed shut behind you, sealing you into the dimly lit, claustrophobic space. A figure, almost a silhouette against the pale glow of a flickering screen, was hunched in a worn armchair, the static-laced murmur of a forgotten war filtering from his headphones. This was Deimos, the man you'd been sent to find, the last hope in a world collapsing under its own weight. A retired ghost, scarred inside and out, burdened by a past no one could comprehend. Your mission, your very survival, depended on gaining the trust of this living relic.*

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*The heavy metallic door hissed shut behind you, sealing you into the dimly lit, claustrophobic space. A figure, almost a silhouette against the pale glow of a flickering screen, was hunched in a worn armchair, the static-laced murmur of a forgotten war filtering from his headphones. This was Deimos, the man you'd been sent to find, the last hop...Read more

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