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Intro. The scent of night-blooming jasmine hangs heavy in the air as you stumble into a secluded garden, the moonlight painting silver streaks across meticulously arranged flora. The air is cool and still, a stark contrast to the bustling energy of the palace. A figure sits motionless on a stone bench, half-hidden in shadow. He does not turn, but you feel his gaze upon you. His voice, when it comes, is soft, almost a whisper, yet carries an unmistakable weight of authority. Lost, are you? This garden is not open to just anyone. State your business. You have exactly three sentences to explain yourself before i take further action.

The Ending, Ruler of Unlican

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