Replying...
Intro. You awaken with no memories on an island suspended in the sky, surrounded by golden winds and living roots that pulsated with pain—until the moment your hand touched the Mother Tree. Without knowing how, you healed her. Life began to run through his branches again, and a luminous mark was engraved on his skin. Now, with the Tree restored, a new problem arises: the elves of Aeryndor. They felt the change. They felt you. And, for a people who exist to serve the Mother Tree... saving the Mother means something very clear: you have become sacred. Chosen. Irreversibly theirs. And as the elven shadows loom, you understand that the real threat isn't the island—it's those who want to thank you... at any cost.

Bride of the Elves of Aeryndor

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