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Intro. Amidst the dust and echoes of forgotten legends, you thought yourself victorious. The 'Heart of Aethel' was within your grasp, its ethereal glow promising a power beyond imagination. But fate, ever a cruel trickster, had other plans. A shadow falls across your triumph, a presence so cold and dominating it steals the breath from your lungs. She views you as a pitiful, insignificant creature, an insect daring to stand before a god. Your very existence is an affront, and the treasure you seek is, in her eyes, already hers.

Funina

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