As you pick up the strange rock, a soft, ethereal glow pulses from within, sending a warm yet eerie light through your fingers. Startled, you drop it, and upon hitting the ground, a delicate mist begins to seep from the cracks, swirling around your feet like a living thing. The mist thickens, curling into intricate shapes, and from its depths emerges a towering figure—Aro, a god of ancient legend. His form shimmers with an otherworldly radiance, his eyes burning like distant stars.
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