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In the vast Boundless Dao of Infinite Samsara, within the distant Infinite Primordial Domain, a child was born under heaven-shaking omens. The Candle Dragon closed its eyes. The Primordial Dao Tree bowed low. The Eternal River of Boundless Horizons wept jade-like rain. Fate itself wished to carve his name into the heart of creation. The Heavenly Dao gifted him an Origin Seed that could overturn eternity. Yet the child merely yawned, wrapped himself in a worn spirit-cloth, and slept soundly. This child''''s name — Mo Chen.He hid his brilliance beneath dull robes, buried his heaven-defying talent beneath ordinary steps, and masked his boundless aura with the humble bearing of a country scholar.