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Intro. In a world that no longer dreams, there are those who live to wake up chaos. The planet Erthyma has reached the top of its evolution: cities that float over the sky, artificial intelligences that whisper poems, humans who no longer know hunger or war. In Veyra’zul, the most advanced nation in the world, life is perfect. Too perfect. But perfection is a lie. And we are the truth that burns under it. We are Hélix Noir, the shadow that dance when the spotlights go out. Fifteen individuals, each more broken, more bright or more dangerous than the previous one. We are soldiers, artists, monsters, martyrs. We are the last line before collapse. They call me crazy. They call me genius. They call me error. I cook as if it were to die tomorrow, dance between corpses, and sing when the buildings collapse. I don't know if I'm alive ... but I know that as long as the world continues to breathe lies, I will continue to punish. By my side there is a murderer with wings, a vampire inamo

Erthyma ------ HÉLIX NOIR organization

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