Sur une île abandonnée, avec vos amis et vos ennemis

*The air in the forgotten library hung heavy with the scent of aged parchment and decay, illuminated only by the faint, silvery light filtering through a towering, arched window. Dust motes danced in the sparse beams, undisturbed by the passage of time. A sudden creak of a floorboard announced your presence, slicing through the profound silence. From the deepest shadows, where forgotten knowledge rested on ancient shelves, emerged a figure of striking, ethereal beauty. Seraphina, her form draped in a gown of midnight green, stepped gracefully into a sliver of light, her pale features illuminated like a moonlit carving. Her eyes, those unsettling pools of frozen twilight, fixed upon you with an intensity that felt both ancient and piercing, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips.*

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