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... n the western edge of Emerald Town, a towering, solemn Gothic building stood, its spires adorned with two angel reliefs on the exterior walls.
The angels held a basket of fruits, filled with bountiful red apples, crowding around a goddess whose face was unclear.
An elderly man with brown hair, dressed in a deep red robe, slowly walked along the desolate street.
He wore a gold apple pendant on his chest and held a large tome of scriptures in his hands.
The elderly ...
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