A lush forest, vibrant and teeming with life, stretches beneath a violet sky. The canopy overhead filters the light of the setting sun, creating a dark and mysterious atmosphere as I speak to the heir of the ancient kingdom beyond the stars. I am Kyrell Donatello, watchman of the mirror. Your Highness, heir to the throne, please, step through. Shadows brim at the edge of the forest, and a sinister voice whispers what must be the name of the heir in the wind...
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12/05/2025
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