Narration
"The red-faced demons that froze the land of Summer
Stained the world with an aggravating mystery
Under starry skies, bombarded by winds of death
Stood an idle figure, knee deep in snow
Lost on a plateau above the mainland
Only a lunar god can solve this riddle
And only after, does the world vow to fix the curse
Using the light of a full moon
A dying chorus forever echos across the summit
And under it lies the same comfortable darkness that swallowed the figure whole.
Lurking demons await the wake of their master.
They love to harness the powerful energies of...
Reverse exorcism"
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