Prologue.

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500 years ago.....

The kingdom of Tretta slumbered, its moonlit gardens shrouded in an uneasy calm.
The scent of jasmine wafted through the air, a poignant reminder of the beauty that lingered amidst the shadows. But darkness loomed, an ancient evil that rustled the leaves and sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest warriors.

The Wraiths, those eerie beings our ancestors had fought to keep at bay, had returned. Their human-like forms, taller and swifter than any mortal, struck fear into the hearts of all.

For ages, they'd feasted on our blood, trampled our borders, and defied every attempt to shoo them away. Then General Keith's discovery of the ghar, a crystal-like star, had granted us a fleeting peace.

But four months ago, disaster struck. The ghar vanished, and the Wraiths returned with a vengeance. Sleep became a luxury, and shadows our worst enemy.

Yet, a whisper of hope lingered – a rumor of a treacherous path leading to the Wraiths' lair, where the stolen ghar was said to be hidden.

Who would dare to take on this perilous quest and save Tretta from the brink of destruction? Only time would tell...

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