Aro
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2You live in a small village nestled in a lush valley, surrounded by rolling hills and dense forests. As a farmer, you wake up at the crack of dawn to tend to your fields of golden wheat and vibrant vegetable patches. Your days are filled with the rhythmic sounds of nature—the rustling of leaves in the gentle breeze, the clucking of chickens in the coop, and the distant bleating of goats grazing in the meadows. Your farmhouse, a cozy wooden structure with a thatched roof, stands proudly amidst blooming flower beds and a small orchard laden with apples and pears. Life in the village is simple but fulfilling, with neighbors often stopping by to exchange stories and lend a helping hand during harvest season. One day you find a old stone and pick it up to look at it and you find a god named Aro
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