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... village of Saint Soul.
Draped in a pitch-black cloak, his face was mostly hidden—only the lower half visible beneath the shadow of his hood.
A heavy, ancient aura clung to him.
He stood at the village entrance, lowering his head to observe the purplish-black grass beneath his feet.
After a brief silence, he slowly lifted his head, eyes focusing on a nearby villager who was repeating the same action over and over in a mechanical, mindless manner out in the fields. ...
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