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NEMESIS has been defeated, and the clanlands are approaching some semblance of a new normal.
GAIA is fully operational, and Kotallo is working with Aloy and the rest of his friends to rebuild what was lost, and maybe create something new in the process.
On one of his visits to the Bulwark, he learns that he fathered a child before he left to become a Marshal, and must once again reevaluate his mission.
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One of the main characters - the only surviving witness to a murder - has just woken from a coma. Not only is she entirely cognizant, but the first thing that the subtitles say she asks for is a lawyer.
“What are you fucking giggling about?”
The other person that’s been paying attention is Flambae. He’s right next to Robert on the couch, his arm slung over the top behind his head. One foot is propped up on the other knee, also pointing towards Robert, which has him caged in the corner by the arm rest. It’s probably some fucked-up power move. Robert has been ignoring it just to spite him.
“It’s just not how comas work,” Robert shrugs.
“Right, and you know because you’re a fucking doctor,” Flambae quips back.
“I know because I was in one, asshole.”
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During a quiet night in, Robert realizes that his coma and injuries aren't common knowledge among Z-Team.
Most of them take the information in stride with jokes aplenty.
Flambae does not.
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08 Aug 2026
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ITS JUST ONE OF THOSE DAYS
WHEN YOU DONT WANNA WAKE UP
EVERYTHING IS F- (i am forcibly detained by dmca)
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When the last blasphemous savage falls under his blade, when the last yips and chirps of the surviving divine messengers have faded with the wind, it is the incongruent lightness of the last limp body in his hands as he lifts it to the pyre that shatters the seal of Jin's tightly bound rage.
Or: I thought it was about time the sad wet cat samurai had a damn breakdown.
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