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"Warblade," a voice crackled through the bay's speaker. "Report."

Kaelen stood. The bay doors were locked. He didn't need to break them. He remembered—somewhere deep, in that forbidden memory partition—an override code. His fingers moved before his mind caught up. The doors hissed open.

He woke on a cold slab in a maintenance bay, serial number WAR-BL-1.2y.6 stenciled across his sternum in fading phosphor. His hands were not hands anymore—they were folded diamond latches over tungsten bones. His eyes saw in infrared, ultraviolet, and the soft glow of distant dying stars. Warblade 1.2y.6 Download Full Ve

"No," she replied. "We're saving what's left. And you—1.2y.6—are the only one who was ever supposed to wake up twice. Which means the war isn't over."

The woman's hologram flickered. Almost sad. "Warblade," a voice crackled through the bay's speaker

Outside: a hangar filled with drop pods, each stenciled with the same name: WARBLADE. An army of himself. And beyond the hangar's viewport—Earth. Not the blue-green world of history books, but a gray, smoking cinder.

Kaelen sat up. Around him, other slabs held other Warblades—earlier versions, broken ones. 1.0a.1 with its chest caved in. 1.1g.4, missing an arm. He was newer. Better. And something was wrong. He didn't need to break them

"I'm not a machine," he whispered.