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... gentle winds carrying the fragrance of blossoms. Morvane sat on a marble bench beneath a sprawling tree, lost in thought. Despite the tranquil beauty around him, a storm raged within his soul. The weight of his newfound powers pressed heavily on his chest—spiritbinder magic, the chaotic force of demonic power, and the divine radiance of angelic energy. They were all there, swirling inside him like an untamed tempest, yet he felt disconnected from their true potential.
He sighed, his fing ...
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