"The prophecy has already chosen you."
You wake, your body strange, unfamiliar.
You remember battle. The weight of armor, the swing of a blade.
You remember the relic. The touch of cold metal beneath your fingers.
You remember who you were.
But the world remembers something else.
Aldric kneels before you.
"My Queen," he says. "The kingdom awaits your command."
And you do not know what to say.
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2Gendoruwo
04/03/2025
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05/03/2025