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Legends speak of a final desire, a last yearning so powerful it could alter the very fabric of reality. Some say this ultimate goal is concealed within ancient poems, waiting for a worthy soul to decipher its mysteries. Others assert it lies within of our own minds, a yearning all creatures must achieve to achieve true wisdom. It's possible th