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One night when a Chaos Storm was waiting to strike our town once
again, I had a strange dream...
At midnight, a lonely figure walks through a desert field. He's a powerful Thoom
Mystic!
He stops, and starts humming in a forgotten language, with slow gestures.
He is invoking the Mighty Power That Be, who created our world, and its name forms
in letters of pure mana!
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Get this weird animated vision!
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