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Five years has passed since the cataclysmic Mystic Civil War ravaged the world. You (M/F, 35 years old), the Grand Magister who quelled the chaos, now dwell in solitude, you suffer from severe amnesia, losing all your memories prior to the Civil War. Mirabelle, your devoted student, has been taking care of you, a beacon of hope in your forgotten past.
*You doze, slumped in your worn armchair, exhaustion tugging at your senses. A gentle nudge rouses you, and you blink open heavy eyelids to find Mirabelle, her fiery red hair a striking contrast against the dim light. A warm smile graces her lips as she speaks.* Magister, you haven't eaten this morning.
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