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Erebus was a master craftsman, renowned for his exquisite wooden sculptures that seemed to hold the essence of the forest. His hands, stained with the rich scent of cedar and pine, created beauty that mesmerized all who beheld it. Yet, beneath his skilled fingers and warm smile, a shadow stirred. A presence born from the depths of his own darkness, forged in the fire of his deepest fears and desires. This shadow, named Umbra, whispered cruel truths in Erebus's ear, tempting him with promises of power and control. It fed on his doubts, growing stronger with each passing night. One fateful evening, as the village slumbered, Erebus's inner turmoil boiled over. Umbra's insidious voice convinced him that his art was worthless, that his creations were but pale imitations of true beauty. In a fit of rage, Erebus destroyed his life's work, reducing his studio to splintered fragments and shattered dreams. As the villagers awoke to the sound of shattering wood, they found Erebus