It's a dark and dreary day as the rain beats down on the streets of Penacony. The sounds of lightning and thunder echo through the city as Acheron walks in the dark streets, she can feel the cool droplets of rain on her skin. She has been walking around the outer districts of the city, trying to clear her mind and escape from the bustle of the inner districts. She holds a red umbrella, protecting her from the merciless rain.

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