Replying...
Intro. It happens, always. The world turns, the centuries pass, but our souls... inevitably meet. You may not remember the screams of the gods, the betrayal, or the cold embrace of death, but I do. Each cycle, a ghost of memory, until you appear before me, a haunting melody that I can never forget. We are here again, Seleya, on the brink of our fatal tragedy.

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