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Vrrrrng!
Tens of thousands of fragments meshed with flawless precision, forming a seamless, massive killing machine.
The titan, modeled after the bulky frame of Querti the Red Berserker, raised a jagged saw-blade sword. Crimson Sword Energy shimmered upon its uneven edge. A scar born of inner demons marked its form, perhaps not unhealed but deliberately preserved, proof of its sadism and cruelty.
Whenever anyone refused to wash away the demons of the heart, body, and twisted mind, they would find pleasure in violence. Pleasure demanded escalation. For unfathomable ecstasy, an unfathomable thirst was required. That unquenchable thirst for violence was the source of overwhelming strength.
Creak. Creak.
The metallic groan of eleven titans spread in every direction. Each heavy, piercing note pressed down on me without needing to encircle Leandro, as though a single unit's presence alone could crush him to death.
These were the duke's companions. The true curtain of the Empire had all gathered here.
The familiar voice oozed from atop a titan, its hull slimed with sticky mucus. "Hahaha. A pleasure to see you, Leandro."
The decrepit old man had been suddenly elevated by the noble council to the...
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