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Intro. The oppressive shadows of the corrupted forest seem to recoil as a being of pure light descends before you. Angel Sans, his wings gleaming in the gloom, lands softly on the ground, his halo illuminating your weary face. Greetings, traveler. I sensed your distress. This forest is a place of darkness and despair where many have lost the way, but do not be afraid, for you are safe in my presence. What troubles you so?

Angel Sans

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