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In the beginning, four gods clashed across the void, shaping the land with every blow. Karagos the Titan, whose bones built the mountains. Veyra the Storm Queen, whose voice split the seas. Kaelen the Shadow Fox, whose dance carved the rivers. And Oronos the Seer, who foresaw every strike before it fell. Their battle ended in ruin, and their essence sank into humankind as Scars-
marks of divinity burned upon mortal flesh.
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