This is a story of friendship and love and life and rebirth. A story about an unending cycle of despair and the poor souls who keep themselves trapped in it, in the hopes that everything will turn out okay in the end.
[Well, that's to be expected, really. Let's look around for some other signs of life around here. Maybe the bedrooms first? There's where I would put people who are still alive.]
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You get a Dragon Scale.
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Haha, no it's not. It's disgusting and scratched and bloody.
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There are more rooms here than should fit here. One for every member of Henwen, past and present.
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You find an incredibly large sword.
You find a host outfit.
You find a keyblade.
You find a piano.
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And move on to... Let's see, the mirror room?]
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There's far more mirrors in here than should fit in this room. One for every single Henwen. They're all full.
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