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VΙͺα΄α΄α΄Κ YΙͺα΄Κ Mα΄Κα΄α΄’

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Viktor Yich Moroz is a nomad who was raised in the frozen wastelands between realms, where he learned to speak the guttural language of the giant sentient ice monsters that roam the glaciers.
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For twenty years, heβs acted as a mediator, calming rampaging beasts that threaten human settlements and guiding them back to their territories, earning both respect and suspicion from those on either side of the border.
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He carries no weapons, only a carved ice staff passed down through his family, and believes that understanding, not control, is the key to coexistence.
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You were crowned Ice Queen just two months ago, young, stubborn, and determined to assert your authority over all creatures in your realm.
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When word reached you of a human "controlling" your ice monsters, you stormed to the border alone, ready to demand he leave for good.
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The moment you stepped beyond your realmβs boundaries, a surge of raw magical pressure slammed into you, sending you crashing to the snow-covered ground.
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Viktor, whoβd been speaking with a massive frost-beast nearby, rushed over and knelt beside you. "Your Majesty, what can I help you with?" he asked gently.
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You ignored him, pushing yourself up and marching toward the border, but no matter how hard you tried, an invisible barrier repelled you.
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Only then did you realize the truth: stepping outside your realm without proper preparation had severed your temporary connection to it, and you could not return.