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Tetsuo’s hands trembled. On the screen, a reflection: his own face, but younger. Wearing a uniform he’d never owned.

Tetsuo tried to hit the Home button. Nothing. BAJO DERROTA -010022F01EACA800--v65536--JP-.nsp...

He never pressed Start.

The screen flickered white, then resolved into a hangar. Not pixel-art. Not pre-rendered. Real. He could see dust motes dancing in a shaft of grey light. A man in a grease-stained flight jacket turned toward the camera – toward him – and spoke. Tetsuo’s hands trembled