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Somewhere far away from where the people of Zlatav lived A silver-haired man appeared to enter a brightly lit room as sunlight streamed into it. Inside, about twenty meters away, was a statue of a woman with three bodies, a face, and three pairs of legs and arms. When he was five meters away, he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance of incense, and the air became very cold, which caused him to get goosebumps without any cause, so the man spontaneously prostrated himself with his face to the floor. "Welcome, O Goddess Magia. Is there anything I can do for you?" The man said solemnly, as if already aware of the presence of an immortal goddess there. "My loyal servant." A mystical voice sounded there, so the man did not dare to lift his face at all. "Yes, Goddess Magia. I am here.