Saint Obelisk
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A thousand stories told within one, a tale of the dead and living, a world viewed by champions written from the hands of a lord. But, a story without a reader conveys nothing, like a movie without its audience. Even if it's one of the greatest, if not the best, films ever produced by man, what meaning does it hold if no one's there to witness it? This chronicle is no exception.
The presence of you brings this meaning, so cometh the age of tales, and bear witness a new legend being told by one among infinity. In the first chapter, amid a thousand, a branch grew within a burning trunk, left only for the last to observe its beauty.
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