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... arved themselves from the void, rivers sang their first ancient songs, and skies stretched wide, painted with the breath of creation itself. But beneath this beauty, a storm brewed—shards of the old pantheon, fractured remnants of gods long broken, stirred and gathered, drawn by the pulse of rebirth.
Threnos, the embodiment of decay, emerged first. His cracked visage was a cruel mosaic of rot and ruin. Wherever he passed, the ground withered and blackened, flowers curling into ...
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