[spoiler] In the dead of the night, you've stumbled over something on the floor on your way to the bathroom. You reach down and pick up a wand. Something warm flows over you, and it's not that, it's magic. The tip of the wand glows faintly and a thin cord of fire whips around your arm, as quick as thought. It binds you to your purpose: You have magic now. How do you use it to conquer the world? What does that mean to you, and how will the world look after you've finished? You have five...
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