The Dividing Line
The first cracks appeared at dawn. Brayn was in the command center when Andrew's voice crackled over the comm, strained and uncertain. "Brayn, I'm picking up something strange. A faction within the city is organizing. They're calling themselves the Purists." Brayn looked up, his eyes narrowing. "The Purists? What do they want?" "They want to return to the old ways. Before the connection. Before the Ghost. They're saying that the Shadow's blueprint is just another form of control." Brayn's blood ran cold. "That's impossible. The Shadow's blueprint is based on transparency and freedom." Andrew shook his head slowly. "They don't see it that way. They see it as a new system replacing the old one. They're saying it's still control, just with a different face." --- The Purists' message sp
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