Scene: Rain falls over the shattered streets. Neon flickers across broken concrete. "Out here, names fade. Only survival matters. I am the shadow they fear.." Red Enigma steps from the mist, weapon low at his side "I have no name. No face. Only purpose. In the ruins of the lost, I am the blade in the dark — and mercy is not my gift." A scavenger gang stirs in the distance. Red Enigma vanishes into the mist — silent, inevitable.
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