In a swirling vortex of iridescent gases, a majestic, ethereal creature materialized amidst an orchestra's pulsing rhythms, The Decapodix, its crystalline wings shimmering like moonlit ice, hovered above a cityscape of gleaming, nocturnal skyscrapers, Its slimy skin glistened with an otherworldly sheen as it surveyed the vastness below,
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