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... wind was relentless, stirring up unending sand and dust, as if heralding the apocalypse.

In the midst of the dust-filled sky, an unkempt, utterly disheveled elderly man was heading towards a certain direction with a disgruntled expression on his face, completely alone, painting a picture of profound solitude.

Suddenly, a palace emerged from the dust-filled winds not too far away.

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Upon seeing the palace, the old man hurried towards it with reckless aband ...

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