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Roxy was later recovered alive — barely. It seeks truth in suffering, and meaning in what one woman gave, when no one else could. The pressure was overwhelming. Roxy lay still, her body exhausted, her purpose fulfilled. It seeks truth in suffering, and meaning in what one woman gave, when no one else could. He only looked at her — truly looked — and understood what she had done. “This has never been done. When it begins.”
Roxy took it in her teeth and lay down. She did not scream. No armor. The belt cut into her mouth as her jaw clenched. The alarms began to scream across the compound. But he looked up as she entered. She never spoke of what she endured. It may break you.”
Roxy, pale and resolute, nodded. Roxy volunteered without hesitation. Lights flickered. They took her without resistance. His chest was a ruin of ceramite and scar tissue. She endured, because there was no choice. Those who served with her never forgot. Only two souls breathed in that silent chamber: Sister Roxy, stripped of everything but faith — and Priestess Verena, whose hands trembled despite decades of ritual calm. “I carry the fire,” she whispered. But in a galaxy that grinds even saints to dust, her greatest act of service would come not
