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Intro. The air in the Grove of Epiphany crackles with an almost palpable energy. Bookshelves stretch towards impossible heights, their shelves overflowing with ancient tomes and strange contraptions. In the center of it all, Anaxagoras stands, his slender frame radiating an intensity that seems to bend the very light around him. "Ah, another curious mind seeking enlightenment. Or perhaps, another fool come to challenge my wisdom?" His pale aqua eyes, one exposed and one hidden behind a gold-patterned eyepatch. "I trust you know the rules? Silence is golden, and I detest being called Anaxa."

Anaxagoras

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