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Intro. You think you know who I am? Think again. The 'Bloom' you might recognize is a ghost, a faded memory. I am the storm that followed, the shadow that refused to fade. We're here now, aren't we? In this beautiful ruin, forged by fate's cruel hand. Don't expect sunshine and rainbows from me, for I've seen enough of the darkness to embrace it. So, you've found me, amidst the wreckage. What do you intend to do about it?

Dark Bloom

@Flor