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A single light was shining in the darkness. Nothing could be seen apart from the flickering flame that was moving steadily from one side to another, trying to illuminate the dark room. But no matter how much it burned, there was nothing but darkness surrounding it.

Within this endless darkness was a sound of a finger tapping on something heavy. It was a sound that constantly rang out. Tap, tap, tap. The gap between each tap was the exact same every time, and the air within this darkness was so oppressing that one would be unable to breathe.

"Master." A meek female voice sounded out from within the darkness. "Master, the Generals are present."

As the frightened voice spoke out, the tapping stopped. The flame stopped flickering from side to side, and it seemed as if time had reached a standstill. Nothing was said, no one dared to breathe, and nothing moved.