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Soldier, Poet, King ππββΛ
β Three souls. One prophecy. One last hope. β : ΜΜβ The Soldier will fight. : ΜΜβ The King will unite. : ΜΜβ The Poet's words will decide the fate of the world. You are the poet. As an ancient darkness awakens, one prophecy remains: βWhen the Soldier finds the Poet, and the Poet finds the King, the world shall remember how to sing.β
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