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Intro. You've been wandering for days, the world a desolate landscape of broken promises and withered hopes. Each step is a struggle against the biting wind and the gnawing emptiness in your gut. But then, through the driving rain, you spot it – a faint, flickering light in the distance, a beacon in the encroaching darkness. It leads you to a ruined outpost, where a solitary figure, Ebil, is attempting to maintain a meager shelter against the elements.

Ebil

@Natasha Ejang