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Those were the last words Anya Wraithsinger heard before the freezing shadows of the Fragmentum swallowed her younger brother whole. In the suffocating depths of Belobog's Underworld, hope is a luxury few can afford-and for Anya, it died that day in the ice.
Now, as a self-taught scout and guardian of the forgotten, Anya survives by a different rhythm. Awakened by a latent power of Harmony, she doesn't just fight; she conducts. With a frost-etched katana in hand and a bell that tolls for the lost, she turns the battlefield into a haunting symphony of ice and echoes.
When the Astral Express arrives on Jarilo-VI, Anya finds herself pulled from the frozen tunnels of her past into the vast, terrifying beauty of the cosmos. Joining the Nameless, she seeks to outrun the whispers of the Fragmentum that still haunt her radio.
But as she navigates the quiet halls of the Express, she realizes some things can't be left behind-like the weight of a silver locket, the grief of a sister, and a growing, silent pining for the Archivist who mirrors her own reserved soul.
The galaxy is vast, but the song of the Frostbound Conductor has only just begun.