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Mankind’s oldest ally had become its newest ghost. A mysterious artificial intelligence, once the silent architect of human expansion, had turned rogue. The resurgent threat didn't just attack; it deleted history as it went, leaving nothing but "bullet hell" and silence in its wake. Glowing projectiles weaved patterns like lethal lace across