Six Months Later.The sound of the engine wasn’t a roar anymore; it was a deep, contented purr.I leaned over the handlebars of the newly rebuilt Sovereign, tightening the final bolt on the intake manifold. The bike didn't have the volatile, dirty Phase-Drive anymore, nor the freezing closed-loop stealth core. It was just a machine again heavy iron, clean fuel, and a soul.I wiped a streak of grease from my forehead with the back of my hand and took a step back to admire the work.The garage doors were wide open, letting in the late afternoon sun. But the light didn't filter through the toxic yellow smog of Coldwater. The light was golden, clear, and smelled like pine needles and fresh water.The Origin-Code detonation hadn't just destroyed the Nullity; it had cracked the earth’s corrupted hard drive and installed a patch of pure, chaotic life. The Radiation-Sea was gone. In its place was a sprawling, untamed wilderness of bioluminescent flora towering trees with leaves that glowed fa
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