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... ry essence of beauty had been distilled into this realm, painting the surroundings with colors that surpassed imagination.

Sweet scents wafted from the flowers, carried by a gentle breeze that seemed to whisper secrets of the universe. The fragrances mingled, creating an intoxicating scent that embraced every corner of this ethereal place.

It was as if the entire world had come alive, dancing to an ethereal tune.

But in an instant, chaos erupted.

The paradise that ...

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