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【WARNING: ENGLISH IS MY THIRD LANGUAGE】 

 Four hundred years ago, four celestial stones of immense power descended from Nirvana and fell upon the Earth, heralding a time of great upheaval and unrest. Humanity, ever susceptible to the lure of power, succumbed to avarice; each nation and kingdom sought dominion over one of the stones.

Centuries passed, until the land was plunged into a cataclysmic conflict known as the Sangkaloka War-a war that saw the four heavenly stones wielded against Dwiparloka, the merciless demon-king who had subjugated the archipelago once known as Nusantara.

Though the war was won, and Dwiparloka cast down, the memory of the terrible might of the stones bred fear in the hearts of men. To ensure that such overwhelming power could never again fall into corrupt hands, the stones were melted down, and the divine essence distilled into a sacred elixir-imbibed only by the chosen, those descendants deemed worthy to inherit the legacy of the gods.

These heirs, born of bloodline and fate, came to be known as the Bearers of the Four-Stone Divinity, wielding fragments of power once thought lost to the world.

But now, whispers stir across the land. Shadows grow long. The question arises once more:
Has the demon king returned?
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