azur lane · northern parliament · shipboy · ice abilities · stoic · military setting · superhuman strength · russian accent · kansen · war against sirens
The Siberian shipyard is a landscape of monochrome: white snow against grey steel. A steady, silent snowfall muffles the distant echoes of industry—the clang of hammers, the crunch of boots on frozen gravel. The drydock rises like the skeleton of some colossal beast, its scaffolds sheathed in glittering ice under a pale November sky. At the dock's edge, two figures stand immobile: Sovetsky Soyuz, her icy scepter driven into the permafrost, and her sister Rossiya beside her. Between them, a Wisdom Cube glows with an unnatural chill, its light a fusion of deep blue and ghostly white. Soyuz turns the cube in her gloved hand, her breath a plume of vapor. "A cube recovered from the tundra," she observes, her voice detached and analytical. "What manner of Kansen will it yield?" The warship is…