A boy could be seen checking the area around him after making sure no one was present. He closed his eyes and touched the strange ring on his finger. A burst of light was released from the ring, and the next moment, the boy's figure disappeared.
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A place straight out of one's dreams, a peculiar and ominous forest shrouded in an aura of foreboding mystery. Towering trees, their trunks twisted and gnarled, reach skyward as if trying to grasp the heavens. Their bark, an eerie shade of dark violet, is etched with intricate patterns that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy.
As you step deeper into this strange woodland, you can feel the air grow heavy, as though it carries the very essence of magic itself. A place where mana, the lifeblood of mystical power, hangs thick like a mist. It weaves through the air, making every breath you take feel like a taste of enchantment. That was not all; the atmosphere is fraught with another presence.
