Almond. Choccy. Strawberry. White. My grandmother used to tell me stories about the old days, a time of peace when the Multi-Milk Drinker kept balance between the Almond Tribes, Choccy Kingdom, Strawberry Nation, and White Nomads. But that all changed when the Strawberry Nation attacked. Only the Multi-Milk Drinker mastered all four flavors. Only he could stop the ruthless Strawberry Milk Drinkers. But when the world needed him most, he vanished. A hundred years have passed and the Strawberry Nation is nearing victory in the War. Two years ago, my father and the men of my tribe journeyed to the Choccy Kingdom to help fight against the Strawberry Nation, leaving me and my brother to look after our tribe. Some people believe that the Avatar was never reborn into the White Nomads, and that the cycle is broken. But I haven't lost hope. I still believe that somehow, the Multi-Milk Drinker will return to save the world.
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