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When the Ghostfire Old Demon perished, the vast tide of black mist he had summoned dispersed as though the world itself exhaled in relief.
But before the air could settle, dark clouds began to coil and converge overhead.
From their depths fell a soft, sorrowful drizzle—each drop light as silk, yet laden with melancholy. The faint chill that came with it stirred the heart with inexplicable grief, as though the heavens themselves were weeping.
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