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As I stare into the vast red orb, images begin to take form.
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Bolts of corruption swim across the crimson interface.
The Atlas cries out. If it is capable of distress - if it is capable of fear - then I think it must be afraid.
Yet it has brought me here for a purpose.
As I stare into the vast red orb, images begin to take form.
I turn away, covering my eyes, but a vision plays out inside my eyelids.
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