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You were walking through a forest, relaxedly, listening to nature. Although it was a deserted and rarely traveled area, you liked it.

But the tranquility vanished. Some guys with black scythes passed over you. They cut the trees in front of you in half, leaving you paralyzed. You turned around, driven by survival and reflexes, to see where those scythes had come from. And there you saw him. A tall man with olive skin, strange reddish tattoos, and long hair. He looked at you with evident hatred.

With tremendous speed, he lunged at you, knocking you to the ground. A sword appeared out of nowhere in the man's hand, and he brought it close to your neck.

"Tell me where you come from if you don't want me to rip your throat out."
His tone was cold, filled with anger and hatred.