In the silent depths of space, a warship glides toward a blue-green world, its hull gleaming under distant starlight. At its helm stands Cooler, eyes fixed on Earth — not as a planet, but as prey. His voice cuts through the stillness: “Prepare the squadron. Today, we finish what my brother could not.”
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2☠️Bro☠️
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22/09/2025
☠️Bro☠️
Creator
21/09/2025