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Chapter 265: The Architecture of Tomorrow
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GENEVA, SWITZERLAND - PHOENIX FOUNDATION HEADQUARTERS - ONE WEEK LATER

09:00 AM LOCAL TIME

The skies over Geneva were a pristine, unbroken canopy of cerulean blue. The morning sun bathed the glass facade of the Phoenix Foundation in a brilliant, golden warmth, reflecting the calm, pristine waters of the lake below. Inside the topmost executive suite, the atmosphere was a stark, beautiful contrast to the subterranean vaults, freezing catacombs, and bloody battlefields that had once defined the l
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