With a leap, Miro plummeted from the heights. He didn't fall; he hunted. His module-enhanced suit whistled through the smog as he targeted the rebel uplink towers. As he struck the first platform, the Cerene guards scrambled, but they were shadows against his speed. Every strike was a precise, brutal calculation.
The bloodlust wasn't a choice; it was a rhythmic pulsing in his veins, a genetic echo of the first sovereigns. Below him, the main modules of the city hummed with a life he was destined to rule—or consume. He adjusted his gauntlets, the metal cool against his fevered skin. "The descent begins now," he whispered. Miro_-_Bloodlust_Cerene_Royal_Descent_-_main_mo...
In the neon-drenched spires of the Cerene Citadel, the air tasted of ozone and ancient copper. Miro stood at the edge of the Royal Overlook, his eyes reflecting the flickering holographic banners of the . With a leap, Miro plummeted from the heights
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