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Echo


Echo, a weathered and weary war forged, stands tall with a worn metallic frame that barely holds together. His once vibrant orange eyes have faded to a dull glow, reflecting the hardships he has endured. Each step he takes is accompanied by the echoes of mechanical creaks and whirs, a testament to his resilience despite the state of disrepair.


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The Wanderer's Rest

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