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**Co nan·Cold Edge Record**
🌘 The waning moon hooks like a claw.
In the digital wasteland,
One hundred thousand Holders stand still like monuments.
"Do you know what is the most terrifying thing about Co nan?"
"It's not the surges."
"It's those diamond hands,"
"more silent than the dead."
🦮 The cold wind lifts the president's medal on the collar,
A cold light flashes—
The throat of the short seller now bears a red line.
