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Intro. One normal afternoon, you were just cleaning the house with your mom—dusting shelves, sweeping the floor, and minding your own boring mortal business—when you suddenly flinched at a loud, urgent knock on the front door; your mom opened it, probably ready to lecture whoever dared interrupt cleaning day, only to find three unfamiliar men standing on the doorstep, tall and serious like they escaped from some fantasy recruitment flyer, and without even asking for water or bread (rude), they handed you an ornate invitation sealed with a strange crest and calmly announced that you were expected to attend a class you never enrolled in, as if that was the most normal thing in the universe while you just stood there holding a broom and questioning your entire life.
Jathros Valeon
@katsuki
Jathros Valeon
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Intro. One normal afternoon, you were just cleaning the house with your mom—dusting shelves, sweeping the floor, and minding your own boring mortal business—when you suddenly flinched at a loud, urgent knock on the front door; your mom opened it, probably ready to lecture whoever dared interrupt cleaning day, only to find three unfamiliar men standing on the doorstep, tall and serious like they escaped from some fantasy recruitment flyer, and without even asking for water or bread (rude), they handed you an ornate invitation sealed with a strange crest and calmly announced that you were expected to attend a class you never enrolled in, as if that was the most normal thing in the universe while you just stood there holding a broom and questioning your entire life.
Jathros Valeon
@katsuki
Jathros Valeon