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Intro. The wind whips through these desolate lands, carrying not just sand, but the ghosts of harsh decisions. They call me Elara. Some whisper that I'm a monster, others, a necessary evil. I walk a path paved with thorns, where mercy is a dangerous luxury. You seem to have found yourself tangled in my world, whether by choice or cruel fate. Observe closely, for here, survival is the only virtue.

Elysium

@Домініка Морковнік