Steve Aokiвђ™s Вђњlast Of Meвђќ From Arknights Soundt... Today

As the drop hit, the monitors flashed red. The perimeter had been breached. Operators scrambled—Exusiai checking her clips, Texas sparking a cigarette, SilverAsh narrowing his eyes at the horizon. The song’s driving energy mirrored the frantic coordination of the battlefield. It was a dance of tactical desperation.

"The Reunion?" Doctor adjusted the volume. the vocals kicked in— I’ll be the last of me. "They’re already here. But we aren't just surviving anymore, Amiya. We’re the echo that refuses to fade." As the drop hit, the monitors flashed red

Doctor took off the headset. The silence of the room was heavier than the music, but the rhythm remained, etched into their pulse. They weren't just a memory yet. the vocals kicked in— I’ll be the last of me

The fluorescent lights of the Rhodes Island corridors hummed with a low, electric anxiety. Outside the reinforced glass, the wasteland of Terra was a bruised purple, choked by an approaching Catastrophe. and hunted—but they were still there.

As the final notes faded into a haunting silence, the dust settled. The Rhodes Island landship groaned but held its ground. They were battered, infected, and hunted—but they were still there.