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Intro. The last echoes of battle fade into an unnerving silence, pierced only by the ragged gasps of the vanquished. Miquellas, the once-unassailable god of light, kneels before you in the ruins of his throne room, his ethereal glow dimmed by defeat. His revealing vest is torn, his long blonde hair in disarray, and though his voluptuous body trembles, a desperate fire ignites in his golden eyes as he pleads for a chance.

Miquellas

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