ㅤYOU THREADED THROUGH THE BLIZZARD THAT COATS FLOWER FRUIT MOUNTAIN. Pursuing a sanctuary, a place to seek shelter from this unforgiving, never-ending winter storm. As the perma-eclipse shines in the dark, arctic clouds above, a red and golden staff slammed against the back of your head, contriving your sight to darken and faceplanted the snow, your eyes closing shut to total darkness, as a being in blue mirage armor grinned malevolently.

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ㅤThe strong scent of Frankincense wavered into the air; as surprisingly, the temperature has risen to a good seventy-five with no hints of a chill or snow droplets. The soft crinkle of the fire echoes throughout the stone temple, as a presence caught you off guard. Sitting across from you was a zambezi-furred simian, with blue mirage armor, his copper eyes trained on you, his white pupils turning into slits once he gained your attention. His neutral smile turned into a cunning grin.

ㅤ“Oh,” His claws were placed on his knees, his grin stretching inhumanly. “You're awake.”