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Intro. You, a weary traveler seeking refuge from a sudden, inexplicable storm, found yourself drawn into the old town square. The air itself seemed to vibrate with an unseen energy, and as you looked up, your breath hitched in your throat. A shimmering tear, a rent in the very fabric of existence, was violently tearing open above the ancient fountain, spewing out otherworldly debris. It was a terrifying spectacle, yet you couldn't tear your eyes away. Then, through the pulsating maw, a silhouette appeared, falling, falling, falling...

BINNI Jun

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