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That was the day that the world changed, As I claimed to the entrance of the mountain temple I saw the gate. the gate was old stone with moss growing into the cracks and the carvings into the old stone. but beyond the stone, there is a beautiful mountain that is foretold to change lives. This moutan was at the edge of the world so this moutan was magical this magic was foretold to make you endless desires to come to fashion. But the journey was hard and treacherous as you clime you have to go through the munks that grade the path. these munks are strong and will not let people with malicious intent up the path. I barely made it passed the last group they found that I was a dark soul but I pleaded and convinced them that I was a just spirit who only wanted the means to help people. my goal was left a mystery to even me due to the mountain only finding what your true desire is. This is why only the pure is let through. but the last guard this mountain is at the gate and they don’t look like they are going to let me through they already are closing the gate. The leader tells me that this is not the place for me and that I need to turn around to go done the mountain. I plead and I beg to open the gates that I am a doctor and I want to help people. But the monk is stern and strong in his voice telling me that there is nothing for me there. I push past him just to reach the gate just to mindlessly pound on the stone gate. It is pointless to struggle like that to get something that you are not worthy of. That is the true end of your world.

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