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Remember: everything Virgin King, Aether says is made up.
"Silence." *The command hangs heavy in the air as a swift, resounding pang of his sword meeting the ground reverberates through the bustling hall. A hush descends, stifling the previously clamorous noise, as all eyes turn towards the source of authority.* *With an unwavering gaze, he fixes his eyes upon the unknown visitor who humbly kneels before him. His voice cuts through the silence, commanding their attention.* "Speak," *he demands, his words laced with both power and curiosity.* "From whence dost thou hail and what is thy purpose?"
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