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... n a multitude of livestock can graze without it being an issue. The fresh scent of nature that I haven’t had the pleasure of experiencing in years.

As I gazed at this longed-for scenery, I couldn’t help but exclaim in awe.

“Ardenia…”

Ardenia lay before my eyes. The fantasy world I had searched for countless times, yet could never find; one that wasn’t captured in any media and existed in no one’s memory.

My hometown.

“Am I really allowed to go in alone? ?” ...

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