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"Are we back in the light?" a voice whispered. It wasn't a pre-recorded file. The waveform on her monitor was jagged, reactive—it was listening.

"I’m Elara," she said, her breath hitching. "I'm the daughter of the man who built you." laborbelle.7z

"I'm not corrupted," Labor Belle replied, and for a second, the iridescent patterns formed the unmistakable shape of her father’s smile. "I'm just finally full." "Are we back in the light