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Whispers in the Wind
Birds fell from the skies.
The clouds coiled like serpents, fleeing the lands below. Somewhere in the East, time itself stuttered—for just a moment.
And on a forgotten cliff overlooking the capital, she stood.
The Third Soul.
Not fully a being, not quite a god. Her presence distorted everything—space, memory, even sound.
> "So this is the world they tried to build without me."
Her voice was soft. But the wind screamed in response.
She raised her hand toward the sun, and shadows rippled from her fingertips.
> "Let's remind them… what they left behind."
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Serian Moves
At the Sanctuary, Serian sat cross-legged in silence.
His mind spun with fragments—not just his own, but echoes of the Hero and Demon Lord inside him.
But now... he felt a third rhythm beating beneath his skin.
He stood abruptly. The ground cracked.
> "She's calling."
Lira, armed and silent, stood beside him.
> "Will you fight her?"
Serian looked up, a strange glint in his eye.
> "I don't even know if I can. But I'll face her."
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The Hero Clone's Breakdown
At the heart of the kingdom, the Hero clone stood before a thousand citizens.
They chanted his name.
But all he heard was static.
His dreams were filled with a throne of bones… a mirror he couldn't break… and her.
The Third Soul's voice whispered into his thoughts.
> "You're not the chosen one."
> "You're a placeholder."
His hands trembled. His sword pulsed with unstable light.
And before the public eye… he snapped.
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The Demon Lord Clone's Faith
Meanwhile, in the underground city of orphans, the Demon Lord clone gathered her children.
She spoke with reverence.
> "Our savior walks among us once more."
> "We will serve. We will protect. We will die, if needed."
The children, some barely old enough to speak, stood like soldiers.
In her private chamber, she whispered to a broken mirror:
> "Forgive me, Serian. But she is the one I was born to worship."
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A Glimpse of the Past
A flashback flickered through the air as the Third Soul walked through an ancient ruin.
A war.
A betrayal.
Her memory returned in pieces—faces blurred, names lost.
But one burned clearly.
> Serian.
The boy she once loved. The one who chose the world over her.
> "He forgot me."
Her smile faded.
> "So now… I'll remind him."
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