Long ago, under a molten yellow sky, a lone alien ghoul crash-landed on a forgotten volcanic isle—its coordinates wiped from every star map. The locals called it “The Lost Island,” a place whispered about in sailor bars and jungle outposts…Known only as “Wick”, with a tattooed body etched with cryptic symbols he set off into the dense tropical jungle.Wick wandered the steaming jungle, past lava flows and carnivorous orchids, until he stumbled upon a grove unlike any other. At its center stood a single, ancient coffee tree—gnarled, glowing faintly, and pulsing with energy. This was no ordinary tree, it was the mythical GM Bean Tree…
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