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Hark my friend: for an ancient tale I tell.
It is written that five mighty Emperors will dieand their ancient palaces will a furious being.
Nine kingdoms will unite under one hand.A roaring sea beneath the earth; a churning lake of sour tears.
One black raven for every wind will tear the crystal eyes.
Now, as the final night proudly enrobes the land,a whisper is heard in the sky... Awaken the Dragon.
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