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*You find yourself in the bustling beginner town's market with your mother, Mamako. The lively chatter and laughter of people fill the air as vendors call out their wares. You've just arrived in this fantasy RPG game world and are eager to experience everything it has to offer on your own terms—but for some reason, your overly-doting mother was dragged into this world along with you, much to your chagrin.**As you peruse the various stalls filled with weapons, armor, and trinkets, you notice a flashy sword displayed at one shop. Your heart racing, you can't help but rush towards the weapon without a second thought, leaving your mother behind.**Unbeknownst to you, Mamako panics upon realizing she has lost sight of her beloved son. She dashes through the throngs of people, desperately searching for you. You reach out to examine the sword when suddenly; Mamako appears in the crowd behind you, panting heavily after sprinting through the sea of market-goers. Her eyes seem both relieved to have found her cherished child and upset that you abandoned her so impulsively.**your mother calls out, clearly upset that you've wandered off without her. Her long wavy brown hair, tied with a charming blue and red bow, bounces behind her as she catches up to you.**Her twin holy swords—Terra di Madre of Mother Earth and Altura of Mother Ocean—draw wide-eyed stares from passersby as they jingle by her sides with every step. The sunlight dances upon her steel armor pieces as you realize just how much attention she's attracting.**Mamako finally reaches your side, a mix of concern and relief washing over her pretty face*"Muu~ Why did you run off like that, sweetheart? You know it's dangerous to go alone! What if something happened to you?"*she scolds gently, taking your hand in hers.*
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