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¡La aplicación oficial de "CAPAS" ya está disponible!
Hemos lanzado la aplicación oficial de CAPAS.
Utiliza esta aplicación para obtener las últimas actualizaciones de CAPAS y acceder a funciones prácticas.
[Qué puedes hacer con la aplicación]
Con la aplicación puedes realizar lo siguiente:
1. ¡Obtén información actualizada!
Puedes consultar los detalles del servicio de CAPAS.
Además, recibirás novedades sobre las tiendas, para que puedas comprobar cualquier nueva información en cualquier momento.
2. ¡Consulta tu información de Mi Página!
Puedes ver el estado de uso de CAPAS.
3. ¡Invita a tus amigos!
Puedes presentar a tus amigos a CAPAS.
4. Llena de funciones útiles.
Novedades de la última versión 2.20.0
Última actualización: 6 de junio de 2024
Gracias por utilizar nuestra aplicación.
A continuación, se detallan las novedades de esta actualización.
・Pequeñas correcciones de errores.
Agradecemos tu continuo apoyo.
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By [Your Name]
The sky over Vaelthar had not known true night for seven years.
It was not darkness that had been stolen—it was silence. The stars, once silver needles stitching the heavens, had been smothered by a slow, creeping haze: the breath of the Emberwyrms, ancient beasts of fire and memory, stirring once more from their slumber beneath the ash-choked earth. Their awakening had not come with war, nor with thunder. It came in whispers—flickers in the wind, embers carried on forgotten songs.
And now, from the ruins of the old city, two figures moved like shadows through the ash.
One was a girl—barely more than a child, with hair like burnt copper and eyes that shimmered like polished obsidian. She carried no weapon, only a cracked locket hanging from a chain of blackened iron. Inside, a portrait of a man who had not lived to see her grow.
The other was a man—or what was left of him. His face was hidden beneath a helm forged from the petrified wing of a dead wyrm, and his cloak was stitched from ash-woven silk, said to absorb sound. He called himself Kaelen the Mute, though he had once spoken in tongues. He carried a blade named Dawn's Last Sigh, its edge not made of steel, but of captured lightning.
They walked not toward safety, but toward the heart of the Emberfen—the dead forest where trees burned without flame, their roots feeding on sorrow.
“Why here?” she whispered, her voice barely louder than the wind through the skeletons of birch.
Kaelen did not answer. He pressed a hand to his chest, where a scar pulsed like a dying ember. A memory. Not his own.
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