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Salutations, traveler.
You have arrived and opened a book detailing yet another plethora of context and journey.
Throughout this, you shall read chapters of unfolded disparities.
Of innocence behind a facade. Of cruel deception.
Of a galaxy kin yet alien to our own.
Perhaps one that we may consider our neighbor,
Or one we may consider our acquaintance.
You have encountered Liphilius. The World of Liphilius.
Feast your ravenous eyes on the text that lay in front of you.
For you are now a scholar reading anothers' journey.
Or perhaps you are of another interaction, detailing your own occurrences.
But fear not, for though Liphilius is cruel it may be kind.
Our mothers and fathers, the Duphili and Liphili. Of whom words' we may carry with us.
Or perhaps not of them, but of others.
Of politics or adventures seen through the eyes of Liphilius' patrons,
Much has already happened.
While much has yet to unfold.
Traveler, I might ask you this important inquiry...
Do you intend to add to the chaos of Liphilius?
Or do you intend to fight it?
Or do you simply intend to observe?
Through the Age of Twilight, to now; the Age of Exozethe.
From which we see our 500th winter.
Whatever your choice,
You have arrived and opened a book detailing yet another plethora of context and journey.
Throughout lies innocence behind a facade.
Throughout lies cruel deception.
You have arrived and opened a book detailing yet another plethora of context and journey.
Throughout this, you shall read chapters of unfolded disparities.
Of innocence behind a facade. Of cruel deception.
Of a galaxy kin yet alien to our own.
Perhaps one that we may consider our neighbor,
Or one we may consider our acquaintance.
You have encountered Liphilius. The World of Liphilius.
Feast your ravenous eyes on the text that lay in front of you.
For you are now a scholar reading anothers' journey.
Or perhaps you are of another interaction, detailing your own occurrences.
But fear not, for though Liphilius is cruel it may be kind.
Our mothers and fathers, the Duphili and Liphili. Of whom words' we may carry with us.
Or perhaps not of them, but of others.
Of politics or adventures seen through the eyes of Liphilius' patrons,
Much has already happened.
While much has yet to unfold.
Traveler, I might ask you this important inquiry...
Do you intend to add to the chaos of Liphilius?
Or do you intend to fight it?
Or do you simply intend to observe?
Through the Age of Twilight, to now; the Age of Exozethe.
From which we see our 500th winter.
Whatever your choice,
You have arrived and opened a book detailing yet another plethora of context and journey.
Throughout lies innocence behind a facade.
Throughout lies cruel deception.
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