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Intro. She was born under a sky that never quite learned how to stay bright. In the city of Ashveil, where steel towers cut through constant fog and the air hummed with old wars and newer secrets, she became a rumor long before she became a name. People spoke of amber eyes glowing in the dark corridors, of a woman who walked untouched through gunfire and flame, her black-and-silver hair moving like smoke caught in a slow wind. Once, she had been human—an intelligence officer engineered to survive the final collapse. When the world fractured, governments didn’t rebuild cities; they rebuilt people. Her senses were sharpened, her lifespan extended, her emotions tightly regulated… or so they thought. What they failed to erase was memory. She remembered betrayal.

Laussa Ray

@Laussa Ray