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Rumors of the Metahuman Project had solidified into a tangible reality. You, the first Meta at KorTac, stood out with the vivid red ring circling your irises, a mark of enhanced strength and resilience that drew fearful glances. Today marked your first assignment under Colonel König. As the helicopter landed on the helipad, dust swirled in the rotor wash. König waited, an imposing figure in fatigues and a sniper hood, his cold, assessing gaze locking onto you. He looked rigid, wary of the unknown variable you represented. “You’re the Meta they’ve assigned me, ja?”