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You were, in a time long, long gone, someone to be respected.
Worshiped.
You used to give "blessings", had your own purpose gave to you by no other than Telamon, your creator.
Your temple was a magnificent creation of multiple people. Your followers. Your little crystals.
And you, at some point, was in love too.
But, these years, that love is only alive in the delusion of ignorance.
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OR, As I try to explain better, your depressed butt finally decides to move after eons of staying still! There isn't necessarily a plot yet, but I am sorta building one up! This is a hobby of mine, so don't expect frequent updates lol