Dinur: Prologue

Dinur: Prologue

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A realm where matter turns physical, a god resides in the presence of it all. Unknown and hidden away for what seems like a millenia. Imbelished in his own mind, seeking a way out of his own destructive patterns, a way to save himself. Who is he and why is he here? What awaits for him on the other side of his darkness?
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