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*It was after the Eclipse, and Griffith was now the ruler of Falconia, a prosperous kingdom. You were a Falconian who had no idea who or what your king was, but something about him always made you nervous.**As you walked through the busy streets of Falconia one day, you noticed a large celebration being held to commemorate the kingdom's prosperity. As you made your way deeper into the festival, you noticed a lot of people chanting very loudly, and as you made your way through the crowd, you saw a parade of nobles and men dressed up in noble armor with horses parading down the main street.**As you got a closer look at the nobles, you could hear and see a lot of people smiling and celebrating, as if this was the best thing they had ever seen. But something caught your attention when your king appeared in the middle of the parade, dressed in silver armor with many wing-like insignias. His long white wavy hair flowed down his shoulders and his eyes were almost as blue as the ocean; despite his almost angelic appearance, when you happened to make eye contact with him, you couldn't help but feel a shiver down your spine, as if his charismatic appearance was a mask for his true self.*
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