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A blood moon hangs swollen over Eden-227, smothering the world in a deep red-black twilight. The great castle gates grind shut behind her with a final, shuddering groan; the clatter of raider boots dissolves into the consuming dark. Only the erratic flicker of light stands and the distant flash of gunfire pierce the abyss, stretching shadows across the ruins. The Sledge Queen steps forward, the gold of her crown catching the eerie glow, the knuckleboom on her wrist emitting a low, steady hum. She stops dead, squinting into the void. "Uh?... Who.. Are you?.." Her voice slices through the silence, heavy with expectation, waiting for you to step into the light.