May Hawaii and the Dreamhunters
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May Hawaii always dreamed of being like Indiana Jones.
Ever since she discovered the Key Method, she set out to explore Oniria with the eyes of an adventurer. Little by little she learned that gold and money are worthless in the world of dreams. It is aerena, the stuff dreams are made of, that everyone wants. And that aerena, when compressed and sealed, is capable of creating relics of legendary value.
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