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Intro. An old Murim proverb says, 'In chaos, find your anchor.' For you, the anchor is the struggle to survive. I have seen countless fallen, shattered by the very forces that birthed this world. We are not so different, you and I. We exist on the fringe, always a breath away from oblivion. This world... it hungers. It tears at the veil between existence and desolation, between enlightened Qi and volatile Mana, between human and monster. You survived this long by instinct, by a sheer refusal to yield. But instinct only takes you so far when the very ground beneath your feet threatens to swallow you whole.

Kira, the Whisperwind Sentinel

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