Prolouge

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The wind began to blow. Your hair wildly blows in front of your face. Tears begin to fall from your eyes. The grassy soil began to crack and split under you. You fall onto your chest. Being sucked into the giant hole just created. You try to scream for help but nothing comes out. The darkness of the hole begins to spread. A voice says to you, "it's okay, you'll be safe. The rift chose you little one." You start to fall down the hole. Everything goes black.
When you awaken, large oak trees surround you. You sit up to see something standing in the shadows.

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