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Opening
Crimson is given. Azure wakes next — and the first to hear it was one who had already called himself a god.
The Azure Idol rises out of the reflections, and every reflection sings his name.
Ending
The Idol fell silent, and the reflections became plain water again.
Shields on the board no longer merely hold — they kindle the skills of those with order in their veins. Two colors are mine.






