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I woke up on the night of sacrifice, and my talent [Synthesis of All Things] shocked the wizarding world. Refining medicine with one hand and creating things with the other, he can even pass on the fatal curse and the price of madness to his enemies. Others laughed at me for devouring the forbidden fruit crazily, but then turned around and turned it into an altar of flesh and blood. When the ancient evil god tears apart the starry sky and descends, the witches tremble and the world mourns-- I smiled and offered a cup of "Immortal Praise" made by myself. The evil god drank it happily, but the next second he let out a wail that shook the stars-- Its immortal essence is being synthesized by me into a ring called "Eternity".