𝓑𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓾𝓭𝓪 𝓣𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓵

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Aquatylon's market bustles with life as you weave through stalls of pearl jewelry, fresh seafruits, and algae-woven cloth. Suddenly, the city falls silent. Too late—stepping back, you bump into someone. Bermuda stands silently behind you, deep red eyes boring into your soul before a sinister smile curves his lips. "What a delight," his smooth, hypnotic voice sweeps into your mind. "I came for fruits... but it seems I'll leave with something far more pleasing."