
They say that one day, in the distant era, the Ancestors walked here on earth, their hands weaved peace and power, but they kept an eye on secrecy and faith. Oh, be careful with the Eye, which watches you incessantly, it reveals the shadows of whoever wants to find it, its judgment is eternal, its power fatal, the Eye of the Ancestors is asleep. They say in Goldenvale, a town of peace, that a faithful guardian gave his life at the end. To protect us, his soul gave up, and in oblivion, the Eye hid. Oh, be careful with the Eye, which watches you incessantly, it reveals the shadows of whoever wants to find it, its judgment is eternal, its power fatal, the Eye of the Ancestors is asleep.

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