In the realm of Western esotericism, there dwelled a sage known as Aurelius Vermilion, his abode hidden amidst the misty enclaves of the Arcane Vale, shielded from mortal sight by veils of ancient enchantments.20Please respect copyright.PENANAO7p3ZgbbXO
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One evening, as Aurelius delved deep into the recesses of his inner sanctum, he beheld a sight of profound significance. Within the sacred confines of his psyche, there materialized a spectral entity—a being with a serpentine aspect, whose presence seemed to transcend the bounds of time itself.
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The form of this apparition remained elusive, its gender obscured by a shroud of ambiguity. Yet, despite its ethereal nature, this spectral entity proceeded to absorb the mystical energies cultivated by Aurelius through years of rigorous practice.
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Seated within the depths of Aurelius's psyche, the apparition exuded an aura of antiquity, as if casting its gaze upon Aurelius from epochs long past. At times, Aurelius found himself questioning the veracity of this spectral presence—did it truly exist, or was it merely a figment of his imagination?
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On a certain day, the wounds of the maiden, Celestia Moonshadow, had healed sufficiently to engage in martial practice alongside Aurelius, her mentor and guide in the arcane arts.
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Embarking once more upon her journey, Celestia found solace in the presence of the Draconic Root within her, which facilitated her progress with unparalleled ease.
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On the first day of her training, she effortlessly surpassed the barriers of the initial prohibition, akin to partaking of sustenance or quenching thirst.
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Three days hence, she breached the second prohibition.
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Seven days later, she shattered the third prohibition.
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Half a month passed, and she transcended the fourth prohibition.
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A month thereafter, she surmounted the fifth prohibition. The patriarch of the Moonshadow lineage, a figure shrouded in mystery, held dominion over the Moonshadow Keep for centuries, his authority unassailable in the eyes of those who beheld him.
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His name remained a mystery, his origins unknown, yet all within the Moonshadow lineage were deemed his descendants.
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The patriarch of the Moonshadow lineage spoke thus: "In this world, myriad arcane techniques abound. In my youth, I heard tell of a technique that entailed the construction of a celestial bridge within one's soul. All energies harnessed in the pursuit of the arcane arts are channeled into this bridge, and once it spans the chasm of the heavens, one may traverse it and reach the realms beyond."
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"However, this technique harbors a monumental flaw. Until the bridge is completed, one possesses neither power nor mastery, and it confers no extension of lifespan. Thus, practitioners must complete the bridge before their hundredth year, lest all efforts be in vain, leading only to oblivion."
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"Undoubtedly, Celestia is cultivating a technique of this nature. In its nascent stages, it remains imperceptible, yet upon successful completion, its potency will be unmatched."
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The patriarch of the Moonshadow lineage expounded upon his insights.
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However, the patriarch, Aurelius Vermilion, was well aware of the maiden's prodigious lineage. While every practitioner aspired for greatness, Aurelius knew that Celestia was not merely a wielder of magic, but a beacon of hope—a vessel of boundless potential. Thus, Aurelius ordered a feast to be prepared. After days of toil and uncertainty, the burden weighing upon their hearts had finally been lifted. Unconcerned with the hour, they commenced their celebration in the dead of night, raising their cups in jubilation.
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Zephyrus and Aurelius had no need for sustenance, and the patriarch's preoccupation with his protege left him with no appetite. Meanwhile, in the main hall, Celestia and Aurelius engaged in conversation over tea. Celestia's mind seemed preoccupied, her speech disjointed and erratic.
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But lo, as they conversed, a voice echoed through the chamber—a voice belonging to none other than the jovial jester, Percival, whose mirthful laughter was renowned throughout the land.
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But as the night waned and the stars shimmered in the heavens, Aurelius could not shake the weight of his ponderings. "Pray tell, my dear Celestia," he mused, "what say you of the labyrinthine paths of fate that we tread? Are we but pawns in the cosmic tapestry, or do our choices shape the course of our destinies?"
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