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Elias pumped the trolley handle, feeling the gears bite. As he moved, he reached out into the ether, pulling in floating chunks of scrap and wood. He wasn't just a survivor; he was an architect. Over cycles of travel, that single trolley grew. He built a smelter to refine ore, a workbench to craft better tools, and eventually, he replaced the hand-pump with a roaring steam engine. Companions and Shadows

Inside, the air was still, smelling of ozone and old copper. He found a strange electrical panel, its wiring a chaotic nest of glowing filaments. With a practiced hand, he bridged a gap between two sparking terminals. Instead of the lights flickering on, the floor vanished. Elias didn't fall—he floated. He was no longer in the mountains; he was in the . Riding the Endless Rail Voidtrain

Before him lay a single, rusted trolley sitting on a rail that stretched into an infinite, pastel-hued nebula. There was no ground, only floating debris, giant gravity-defying boulders, and the rhythmic thrum of a world that felt alive. Elias pumped the trolley handle, feeling the gears bite

"I see you’ve found the controls," a witty, disembodied voice echoed—the , whose dry humor became Elias’s only constant companion. "Try not to break it immediately. We’re quite short on spare realities." Over cycles of travel, that single trolley grew