Atlas in response leaned back in his chair, the flickering candlelight casting intriguing shadows on his face, he paused for a bit, letting the question sink in and thinking of an answer, "Well, my friend, the place I come from is far different than these lands," Atlas began, "Picture a realm where magic is as common as sunrise and landscapes are painted in colors beyond our imagination. My home was called Avalon, Gods I miss that place."
Minecraft System in ASOIAF… wait why am I in Creative mode?
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