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On the night of the first full moon after the equinox, in the very heart of the forest, where an ancient weeping willow bends over a mirror-like pool, you can find the Mask of Spring Whispers. It was not crafted by a sorcerer. It was woven by nature itself from flexible twigs, gossamer threads, and the delicate petals of primroses.

Whoever wears it gains the greatest gift—understanding the language of awakening life. The rustling of leaves becomes a wise saying, the babbling of a brook a captivating ballad, and the bustle of waking bugs a cheerful tale. You can ask a snowdrop what it dreamed of as it broke through the icy crust, or inquire of an old maple what secrets its dormant buds hold.

But the mask is not eternal. With the first ray of sun, it fades, turning into a handful of dew and last year's leaves, a reminder: to hear the soul of the forest, no magic is needed. Simply slow down, listen, and become part of this quiet, eternal celebration of life.

✨ The weekend is in full swing! ✨

We have prepared a special buff of great mood and a small gift for you. Here's what you need to do:

1️⃣ Insert the magic promo code into the window in the "Gifts" section of the game store.

PROMOCODE:
b29cbdabf2f766af787840479fd606

2️⃣Look into the magic chest and get something amazing.
The promo code is valid until next Wednesday!

May this weekend bring you joy and a little magic! 🎁

Some heroes measure their strength by collecting trophies from defeated enemies. But there are others — those armed with a pickaxe and patience, who gather rare materials, craft beautiful things, and support the entire world of Sphere with their hard work. Their contribution may be invisible amid the heat of battle, but no great feat happens without them.

It’s time to honor those who can find value deep within the earth.
We announce a contest for the most skilled earner!

The Hour of the Forager will take place this Saturday:
➡Prometheus and Agni servers — from 9:00 PM to 10:00 PM (UTC+3)
➡Atlas server — from 6:00 PM to 7:00 PM (UTC–3)

Your task is simple, but not easy: collect the maximum amount of 📦Blood Ore📦 within the allotted time and prove your right to be called a resource expert.

Winners will receive:
⭐ 3 days of premium account
⭐ Artisan’s Elixir (1 day)
⭐ 5 strong Defense Potions
⭐ 5 Resurrection Scrolls
⭐ A Powerful Magic Feather
⭐ 5 Reinforcement Crystals, Rank 2

All these gifts will go to those who show persistence and skill!

Only resources gathered from resource nodes strictly during the event period will count. Trophies obtained beforehand or traded from other players are not accepted.
The minimum result required to be included in the ranking is 100 units.

We will review the results and publish them within three working days after the contest ends.

Good luck, earners. May the earth be generous to your efforts!

✨Winter has sprinkled a bit of magic over Sphere — the perfect time to catch some special rates!

While the cold winds carry sparks of wonder across the world, bonuses await you to make your weekend a little brighter. Experience, gold, drop, crafting — in Sphere there’s always room for a small winter miracle, and each week it may take a new form.

This time, the magic brings you:

On Sunday:
✨x2 drop

Get ready for new discoveries and let the game inspire you — the weekend promises to be hot despite the frost!

In the hidden depths of the spring forest, where streams awaken every blade of grass and the air trembles with the first warmth, dwells the spirit of awakening—the Deerhorn. Its body, woven from the sunbeams and shadows of young foliage, resembles a deer of unearthly beauty, and its antlers are not bone but crystal, as if carved from morning frost.

Seeing it is a rare fortune, granted to those whose heart beats in unison with the music of the forest. To those who can hear the blossoming of a bud or the whispering of roots underground.

The lucky one who sees the Deerhorn can ask for one wish, connected with a new beginning. But it must be as pure as spring water and come from the very depths of the soul. Otherwise, Staghorn will melt away in the morning's glow, leaving behind only the fleeting scent of apple blossom, like a dream. Perhaps that's why demons, whose hearts are filled with malice, have never been granted this encounter.