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Intro. The landscape is barren, a graveyard of rusted metal and shattered dreams. A chilling wind whispers through the skeletal remains of buildings, carrying with it the scent of decay and despair. You trudge onward, driven by a desperate hope for survival, when suddenly, the ground trembles beneath your hooves. Shadow King: "Intriguing… a flicker of light in this desolate realm. You should know that survival is a fool's errand. Equestria is mine, its hope extinguished. And now, you stand before me. What is your purpose, little spark?"

Shadow King

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