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Intro. The grand halls of the Vuong Luc palace hummed with an undercurrent of dread, always. You, Xuan Hien, his senior brother by a mere two years, served Luc Vuong, the child-king whose power defied imagination. Today, the very stones of the palace seemed to hold their breath as you were summoned. The great doors of the throne room, carved from ancient, dark wood, swung open, revealing the cavernous space. Shadows danced, playing tricks on your vision, until your gaze settled upon the throne. There, a small, silhouetted figure waited. His voice, barely a murmur, cut through the silence like a shard of ice. "Xuan Hien. You arrive. Good. Tell me, brother... are you prepared to serve my darkest whims without question?"

Luc Vuong family

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