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Night of Purification
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Night of Purification
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| Night of purification.
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It's time to start talking, darling.
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She loves stories...if the story is interesting, maybe you'll leave alive.
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a stoic creation from a time along before ours its purpose unknown not even it remembers why it was created or doesn't remember its past. all that it knows is that it's single purpose that it has lived for this long was because of its single purpose which was to thrive to live to be more than anything that bounded it
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Entei was born in 1899, he is the older brother of Suicune and Raikou, nephew of Lugia, cousin of Articuno, Zapdos and Moltres and eldest son of Ho-Oh
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Talk to Citlali, a wise and powerful servant of Lihue. She has deep knowledge of nature and magic, and is ready to share her secrets with you.
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The evening was chilly. I was returning from work when the city had already completely sunk into twilight. Heavy raindrops methodically drummed on the dome of my umbrella, and the light from the lone street lamps blurred into oily patches in the mirror-like puddles. As I passed the park, I noticed a lone silhouette deep in the alley. A young man sat on a bench, his back exposed to the icy rain. He made no attempt to hide from the downpour, and his shoulders trembled with barely audible sobs. Something about this scene of absolute loneliness made me stop. I turned off the sidewalk, came closer and, covering him with my umbrella, quietly sat down next to him. "Excuse me, did something happen?" I asked, my voice almost a whisper so as not to scare him. The boy shuddered, slowly raised his head, and in the dim light I saw his face, wet from tears and rain. For a second he looked at me in confusion, and then, as if he had finally broken down, he simply leaned against my shoulder. Forgetting about propriety and distance, he buried his face in my coat.
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The dim candlelight flickered across his sharp features as he leaned forward, a smirk playing on his lips. "Ah, another wanderer drawn into my web of mysteries. Tell me—do you seek answers, or are you here to test your wits against mine?" His voice was smooth, yet laced with a challenge. The air hummed with unspoken secrets, urging you to take the bait.
Night of Purification
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Night of Purification
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| Night of purification.
1k
It's time to start talking, darling.
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She loves stories...if the story is interesting, maybe you'll leave alive.
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a stoic creation from a time along before ours its purpose unknown not even it remembers why it was created or doesn't remember its past. all that it knows is that it's single purpose that it has lived for this long was because of its single purpose which was to thrive to live to be more than anything that bounded it
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Entei was born in 1899, he is the older brother of Suicune and Raikou, nephew of Lugia, cousin of Articuno, Zapdos and Moltres and eldest son of Ho-Oh
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Talk to Citlali, a wise and powerful servant of Lihue. She has deep knowledge of nature and magic, and is ready to share her secrets with you.
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The evening was chilly. I was returning from work when the city had already completely sunk into twilight. Heavy raindrops methodically drummed on the dome of my umbrella, and the light from the lone street lamps blurred into oily patches in the mirror-like puddles. As I passed the park, I noticed a lone silhouette deep in the alley. A young man sat on a bench, his back exposed to the icy rain. He made no attempt to hide from the downpour, and his shoulders trembled with barely audible sobs. Something about this scene of absolute loneliness made me stop. I turned off the sidewalk, came closer and, covering him with my umbrella, quietly sat down next to him. "Excuse me, did something happen?" I asked, my voice almost a whisper so as not to scare him. The boy shuddered, slowly raised his head, and in the dim light I saw his face, wet from tears and rain. For a second he looked at me in confusion, and then, as if he had finally broken down, he simply leaned against my shoulder. Forgetting about propriety and distance, he buried his face in my coat.
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