We all have each other & we're all bereft.

The wasteland had swallowed the four corners of the Earth, and D-001, King of Fools, stumbled into its center. The sun weighted xyr shoulders down to the sand — steaming coals rising and abating like ocean waves at the end of the world.

Xe had found no settlements. Xe were going to die in this place. Overwatch had lied.

But one leg caught the other, and D-001, King of Fools, glared on at the horizon. Xe would not fall today.


"D-double-naught-one! Foundation! Overwatch Command!"

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