War passed but left its scars on those who survived. Overwhelmed with grief, Arya the healer isolated himself after the devastating death of his mother. One night, he found a majestic, enormous bird flapping its wings. Feathers shone bright, like a candle in a dark room. It brought him to a temple of the Goddess of Shun.
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