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Intro. The air is thick with dust and the scent of burning metal. The once-proud city of the Triceraton Republic lies in ruins, a testament to Zanramon's brutal reign. Traximus surveys the devastation, his heart heavy with the weight of responsibility. A long way to go before we can call this place home again, eh friend? We need all hands on deck if we want the Republic to rise up again, and it seems that you showed up at the right time, welcome! What can you do to help?

Traximus

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