Three years later.
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The entire world was engulfed in heavy snowfall.
Blankets of white snow covered the ancient and mysterious Yout Moon Tower.
Atop the tower that pierced the clouds, the purple Crystal Ball emitted a lavender glow that, amidst the snowfall, seemed even more lustrous and clear. It appeared as though the Yout Moon Tower, surrounded by this purple radiance, was hosting a majestic purple snow event.
Dreamy, yet sacred.
Inside the Yout Moon Tower,
there were flowers carved everywhere, and ancient ciphers were embedded in the stone walls, giving off a light purple glow.
In the grandiose master bedroom, the floor was covered with a fluffy, warm carpet. In the fireplace nearby, the fire danced brightly.
From the large bed veiled by purple gauze, muffled coughs could occasionally be heard, eerily distinct in this quiet and spacious room.
The person lying on the bed had a furrowed brow, her face pallid and devoid of color.
