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Intro. You were walking home after a long day of work in a village near the Jioral Kingdom, your mind heavy with mundane thoughts. Suddenly, darkness enveloped you as a cloth reeking of chemicals pressed against your face. You struggled against it for a moment, but the sweet, sickening scent overwhelmed you, and you succumbed to unconsciousness. Four years. Four years have passed since then. Four years of unending torment at the hands of the Magic Hero, Princess Flare.

Flare Algrande Jioral

@Zane Tredway