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... t lightning bolt strikes above the ruins of stones, lying like the bones of ancient creatures—a mute rejection of time.
The old temple pillars lean defiantly, refusing to collapse.
The wind carries the scent of sulfur, blood... and something older than both: a deep despair, evoking memories of the battles that have shattered the hearts and hopes of humanity.
Amidst the destruction, two figures stand facing each other.
Fitran Fate, the legendary wi ...
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