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Some isolated rift world.
The sky here is red, the fiery clouds like blood; the barren earth is full of ravines.
The environment is harsh, with no grass growing, filled with a dead air.
At the peak of a steep mountain, there stands a towering ancient castle, majestic and old, its walls covered in moss, marked with blotches, and everywhere are the cracks left by time.
Whoosh~
Crows and bats flutter their wings, rising in flocks.
Inside the solemn castle hall.
Two groups of people with distinctly different styles of dress are seated on either side of a long table, discussing matters.
The people on the left side of the long table are all dressed in neatly pressed military uniforms, covered in silver classical armor. Their exposed skin surfaces show many mechanical structures, with obvious traces of prosthetic implants.
