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The warm rain fell like a fountain, glistening as it showered upon the lush, sprouting vegetation of the earth.
A man clad in a cloak woven from animal fur, the grey feathers of which completely isolated the dampness, allowed not even the cold rain or chill to penetrate his garments.
His long boots stepped into the muddy ground, his pace was slow, yet the surrounding mountains and rivers seemed to blur as they flashed by his sides...
Ahead loomed a city, stretching endlessly, grand and ancient, particularly the enormous god statues standing between the city walls, each exuding an air of solemnity and sacredness that seemed to guard the primordial world.
Passing between the statues of two Martial Gods, the bustling life of Martial Artists City Forest came into view.
