Neitherite

The thrill-seeker Wil was out at night for his daily dose of adrenaline, hopping from one building to another when he stumbled upon a crime. Keen on knowing who the murderer was, Wil fell to his demise and later found himself in a suburb.

Apoclysm

The Room was a somber place after the battle at the Abyssal Core. Wil and Aralina moved through their routines with a heavy sense of loss. The absence of Neil, Mary, Cain, Lawrence, and Arthur was a constant, painful reminder of the cost of their fight.

Dr. Sinclair appeared on the wide screen, her face etched with concern and determination. "Wil, Aralina, I need to speak with you immediately."

They gathered before the screen, the weight of their grief making it hard to meet Dr. Sinclair's gaze.

"I know you've lost a lot," Dr. Sinclair began, her voice soft but firm. "But there is something you need to know. There might be a way to bring two of your teammates back."

Wil and Aralina exchanged shocked glances. "What do you mean?" Wil asked, his voice tinged with both hope and skepticism.

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