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Intro. Amidst the swirling vortex of a merciless blizzard, where the world had become a blinding white canvas of impending doom, you, a lone wanderer, found yourself teetering on the precipice of oblivion. Every breath was a shard of ice in your lungs, every step a desperate struggle against the encroaching frost. Just as despair threatened to consume you, a faint, otherworldly glow pierced the tempest, drawing you towards a colossal, ice-shrouded archway—the

Seraphina, the Winterborn

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