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The Mountain's Light
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A moonlit field with fresh green grass and spotted neatly with the most unusual trees of blue leaves lies before you. In the far distance, lies a tall rocky mountain, covered in green-blue grass. Whatever lies on the top is glowing ominously, but you feel the calling as you look up to see dancing trails of light circle the mountain top.
You look down at your hands, made of light. But it is not the same glow from the mountain. You and that mountain are two different lights fighting to survive in this world of darkness that sleeps under an eternal night sky. You are a new light, a unique spark. You will bring unpredictable changes.
For one might say only the gods know your fate, but this world has lost that protection long ago. It dwells in the dark of space, the existence being turned to the void. You are on your own, little light. In this world of quiet wilderness, only you decide if you thrive or perish. Your choices are what becomes the future. Are you ready?
Your body moves but without weight, like a leaf drifting in the winds. You don't feel the grass beneath your feet, you do not feel your own limbs. It is strange, but to you, this is what you have always dreamed of. It is what they all wish for. This feeling you all cannot describe.
"Say my name, say my name, say my name until the ends of time." is carved at the foot of the mountain that seemingly stabs into the sky as you looked up. Like a river finally flowing into a riverbed that was destined to be filled with said water, the name comes to you. You repeat it.. over, and over, and over, and over, endlessly.
You don't stop, and then your body becomes worn out, falling pathetically onto the grass. But to you, it feels like you landed on a cloud, unable to grasp knowledge of what you actually touched before your eyes close.. for a very long time.
You are weak. Yet you can't feel your body that is entirely bruised and injured. You sit up, recalling your surroundings. But it is not the same area as before. You look down at what you are sitting on. It is rocks. You look up to see the mountain's light up close. ..And a somber, echoing singing voice. But no one is there. Just.. light of the blue color.
The trails of starlight dancing around the mountain whisper long gone tales of heroes and villains from many worlds. But in this world, the divine gaze lays on it no longer. No heroes or villains are here. No enemies are here.

Answer 1

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Answer 2

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Answer 5

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