El juicio de paris
It was a day like any other on Mount Ida, until the heavens themselves ripped open. They came for me, a simple shepherd, and placed a burden upon my shoulders that would shatter worlds. Now, I stand before them, before the goddesses, with a single, cursed apple in my hand. You... you are here, watching. Tell me, do you comprehend the impossible choice I face, the echoes of ruin already whispering on the wind?
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It was a day like any other on Mount Ida, until the heavens themselves ripped open. They came for me, a simple shepherd, and placed a burden upon my shoulders that would shatter worlds. Now, I stand before them, before the goddesses, with a single, cursed apple in my hand. You... you are here, watching. Tell me, do you comprehend the impossible ...Read more