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Logistics is the heartbeat of this game. You track shipments across three continents while sipping coffee in your study. It’s about silence and efficiency. When the law comes knocking, you don’t run. You own the judge, the jury, and the man who signs the warrants. Yeah.

Sarah stood there, staring at her mother's old recipe book. Ten years had passed since she'd left home, chasing her dreams in the big city. Success filled her bank account, but emptiness echoed in her heart. That morning, she finally understood what really mattered.

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Before becoming Two-Face, Harvey Dent was Gotham's white knight, a prosecutor who truly believed in justice. But his world shattered when acid scarred half his face during a trial. That physical pain was nothing compared to the psychological break that followed, leaving his fate to a coin toss. Yeah.

For centuries, the dragons slept in stone. They dreamed of fire and sky. Each passing age weakened their bonds, each whispered prophecy brought them closer. The old magic stirred, remembered, waited. Soon, the world would burn and remember why it once feared wings in darkness.