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"Colt? You there?" Julianna’s voice sounded distant, distorted by a thousand years of static.

"The link," Colt whispered, looking at the "Heritage Shotgun" in his other hand. The designs were identical. The technology was a loop, just like his day. Humanity had found the Void, used it, lost it, and found it again. deathloop-game-link

He pulled the trigger. The bullet didn't just fly; it tore through the fabric of the day. For the first time in centuries, the Void answered back. The designs were identical

He realized then that the "Loop" wasn't just a machine. The AEON scientists had poked a hole into the heart of an ancient god's grave. Blackreef was sitting on the ruins of a civilization that had played with the same fire and been consumed by it. He pulled the trigger

"Where did you get that gun, Colt?" she asked, her voice dropping the sarcasm. She sounded... afraid.

The loop continued, but the echoes of Dunwall had finally come home.

For a second, the neon signs of Blackreef faded. In their place stood towering stone chimneys belching whale-oil smoke. He saw a city of cobblestones and plague, a world where "Slabs" didn't exist because the power was etched directly into the skin of the chosen.