NO MAN’S SKYDB
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A static field cradles the grave in long crackling fingers. In the noise, a message: bring materials from this world. Sacrifice them here. Stabilise this anomaly.
The fingers leap forth and pinch the materials into nothingness. %NAME%'s grave is once more a site of peace and rest. I can't help but wonder if they, too, were snatched by this strange static energy.
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