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A lone mage, clad in an ornate robe covered in arcane symbols, stands before a massive tear in reality. The rift is pure color—pulsing waves of fuchsia, emerald, and gold swirling like a living storm. One of their hands is raised, holding a staff crackling with magical electricity, while the other hand barely touches the rift, causing ripples of distortion to radiate outward. ,aidmafluxpro1.1, aidmabaldursgate3, aidmamj6.1
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