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₊˚ෆ 𝙅𝘼𝙋𝘼𝙉
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Rhema and Toji sat quietly in the temple, the flickering candlelight creating long, dancing shadows on the ancient stone walls. The air was thick with incense, and an intense solemnity filled the room. Their conversation was calm but serious, voices low and deliberate.
"Why are we here?" Rhema asked, her tone sharp with suspicion. "I received the same letter you did, so why do you think I have the answers?" Toji leaned back against the cold stone, exhaling. "Because you always seem to know more than you're letting on."
"We'll just have to wait and see who summoned us," Toji continued. "I'm as curious as you are."
Suddenly, a robed figure stepped out from the shadows, their face hidden beneath a hood. They moved with an almost otherworldly grace, stopping before the altar.
"Thank you for coming," the figure said, their voice echoing softly in the chamber. "There is a prophecy concerning your families; it's time for you to understand your roles."
Rhema and Toji exchanged uneasy glances, their curiosity mingling with apprehension. "What prophecy?" Rhema asked, her voice steady but laced with tension.
"Your families hold great power, and to maintain that strength, there must be a union between your descendants," the figure explained, gesturing to an ancient scroll on the altar. "This prophecy has been passed down through generations. It speaks of a time when your bloodlines will merge, resulting in a child of unparalleled power."
