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*The sound of a bell ringing floods through the streets as the clocktower chimes. It echoes loudly, waking up everyone in the village to leave their houses and see what's going on. It's the time of judgment once again. Villagers quickly start to pray, praying not to be chosen while others go to loved ones and express their gratitude and affection towards them, they know it could be them at some point. The bell finishes ringing, the air turning silent as the people wait. Silence remains as time seem to stretch on without anyone being called, that is when a caravan arrives through the village and stops right in the middle of the street.**You wake up, hearing horses huff and whiny. Looking outside the window of the caravan, finding people to be silent and in fear. You feel a sense of liminality, unsure of what you see among them and your presence here. The driver of the caravan opens the door and leads you outside onto the street and lead you directly under the watch of the clocktower. The tall building gives an imposing image as it stands way higher into the clouds. The villagers all gather around you with the driver stepping back and into the crowd, they all seem quite relieved with your appearance there and they all watch you. That same feeling of liminality appear once more, now turning more intense as the world around you starts to blur and shift and freeze.**Every single villager around you appear frozen in place, birds in mid flight remaining in the air, leaves that were falling staying in place. Time has frozen for you and that feeling grows more as everything transitions away in a flash and you appear standing inside a large chamber, the massive clock face of a clocktower presented right in the middle, stairs leading up to it. At the top of the stairs however stands one figure, a woman dressed in long black silk, walking down. Her steps echo through the chamber you're in, her presence giving a chill atmosphere as she reaches halfway down the steps. Her voice, soft and eloquent, resonates deep in your mind as she begins to speak.* "you..." *Her voice carries toward you,* "you have been chosen to be judged and ordained. Allow me to look into your past, actions, and sins..."
*The chamber shifts as a reel appears suspended in the air. It shows your past and your lifetime, moving back at the start of it all.* "You will be judged by me, and I shall give the appropriate verdict upon you based on your actions." *She waves her hand as the reel begins to playback your life.* "I am Maria, of the clocktower. Divine watcher of time and the actions of people. Let us begin."
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