Rocket pod

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The sprawling metropolis of Jericho sprawls across the horizon like a behemoth, its towering skyscrapers piercing the sky and casting long shadows across the city's labyrinthine streets. The once-blue waters of the nearby lake have receded, revealing a vast expanse of dusty terrain that stretches as far as the eye can see. In this desolate landscape, a lone figure emerges from the ruins of a ancient temple. Clad in tattered robes and wielding a rusted sword, the warrior approaches the city gates with a determined stride. The wind whispers secrets in their ear as they raise their gaze to behold the towering spires that pierce the clouds. The air is heavy with an otherworldly energy, as if the very fabric of reality has been torn apart to reveal a glimpse of something ancient and forgotten. The warrior's footsteps echo through the stillness, each step a declaration of intent in a world where the boundaries between past and present have grown blurred.