Twilight Dungeon

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>Dear my faithful student.
>Ruin has come to our land.

>You remember our venerable castle, opulent and imperial, gazing proudly from its stoic perch above the moor.

>I lived all my years in that now shadowed ruin, left by all my friend and the celestial sister, saddened by decades of grief and loneliness.
>Thus the days of life are consumed, one by one, without an object beyond the present moment, until someday I began to tire from the ennui... and alienation of being an alicorn, unaging yet not immortal, powerful yet also helpless against cruelness of time and death around myself.

>Singular unsettling tales suggested the castle itself was a gateway to some fabulous and unnameable power. With relic and ritual, magic and science, I bent every effort towards the excavation and recovery of those long buried secrets, neglecting my duty as the ruler of the land and princess of friendship.
>Until at last, in the salt soaked crags beneath the lowest foundations, we unearthed that damnable portal of antediluvian evil. Our every step unsettled the ancient earth, but we were in a realm of chaos and nigtmare. In the end, I alone fled, laughing and wailing through those blackened arcades of antiquity. Until consciousness failed me.

>You remember our venerable castle, opulent and imperial. It is a festering abomination! I beg you, return home, undone my mistake and deliver our land from the ravenous clutching shadows of the Twilight Dungeon