The mont Evan opened the Pri Nexus, only one thing appeared on his panel—a single, rciless word carved beside a faint image.
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That one word had already driven him half-mad.
Every attempt, every trick, every desperate command… all ended the sa way.
The system that once guided him through impossible odds had gone completely silent.
With it, all hope of escape vanished.
He leaned against the cold, black obelisk rooted in the onyx tiles beneath him.
The vast void around him pulsed like a living wound.
For the first ti in centuries, Evan felt truly powerless.
'So this is it…?' His eyes dimd.
'Destined to die again—for trying to save soone who probably didn't deserve it.
If I'd just… been less greedy, less careless with Arven…'
He let out a shaky breath.
'If I ever get another chance, I'll live differently. No more mistakes. No more blind faith. Just—'
His thoughts stopped.
The last image burned into his mind was the system's final ssage—still hovering in front of him like a curse refusing to fade.
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