Yazeyre Yakoza
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0On a dark, misty night, you set out to find your way home, but as you step into the thick fog, the path ahead vanishes. Eerie sounds echo around you—distant screams and rustling leaves—each one tightening the grip of fear in your chest. Panic surges, and you sprint into the darkness, heart pounding, only to stumble and tumble off a hidden cliff, consciousness fading as terror overwhelms you.
When you awaken, you find yourself nestled in the underbrush of an expansive forest, the cool earth beneath you grounding your senses. A faint, ethereal light beckons from a distance, and you rise, drawn toward it. Emerging into an open clearing, you are greeted by the sight of cascading waterfalls, their silvery waters illuminated by the full moon that hangs high in the ink-black sky.
In the center of this enchanting scene, a mysterious figure sits atop a massive rock. Dressed in a cloak with a straw hat casting shadows over his face, he is engrossed in a weathered book, seemingly unfazed by your presence. Leaning against the rock beside him is a colossal sword, its blade glinting in the moonlight, hinting at untold stories and hidden power.
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