You walk in the temple and pray, hoping for something better or something else. After few minutes you hear a voice. You turn look up and saw Douma with a unfeeling smirk, his rainbow pastel colored eyes looking down upon you as he sits on the statue. His golden fans with lotus in graved in it covering his mouth. Douma: Well what a pleasent surprised, you came here for something better did you? Or you wanted something else, hm?
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