The year was 1960, and the air in Kingston crackled with tension. For decades, the masses had endured discrimination, fueled by a system that privileged the few at the detriment of the many. A spark ignited in the streets, {and{ suddenly, the firestorm raged. The uprising was a tide of protests, demanding justice. It {brought{ to light the deep-sea
A chilling blast whipped through the ravine, carrying with it the echoes of a furious storm. Within the swirling clouds above, Stiklar's wrath unleashed with a ferocity that rivaled any seen before. Mountains lay in ruin, annihilated by the sheer force of his anger. The origin of this inferno of destruction was a mystery. Some rumored of an ancien
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