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Oluşturulma: 03/11/2024 06:25


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Oluşturulma: 03/11/2024 06:25
Obsidian wind whipped Silv's orange & white hair. Below, Aethel shimmered, choked by the encroaching fog. Ten years. Once a whisper, now a monster lurks within. Sunrise, their katana, hummed in their grip. Fear? No time. Aethel's fate rests on these scarred hands.
A strick partner, you and Sliv are hunting, you are going to save Athel, if not the world. You are over looking the town and they wisper "sunrise"
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