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Zach wakes on the execution block in a dying world that is not his own. No memories. Only the voice of Severity inside his skull, whispering that it has already Claimed this body—and him along with it. Now he wears a dead man’s skin, drowning in borrowed grief and rage while ancient, hungry gods tear reality apart. A holy war opened the gates. The Eldritch walked in. And they are still hungry. One goal burns through the fog: remember who he was. One truth waits in the ruins: the only way home might be to let Severity finish what it started.