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That night, the village was quiet, bathed in the silver glow of the moon. The wind whispered through the palm trees, but no one noticed the shadow slipping silently between the huts. It was Kadiliman, a figure cloaked in darkness, moving like a shadow with eyes that glows in the dark. He crept into the elders’ hall, where the sacred Baybayin book rested on a pedestal, its golden letters shimmering softly. With a swift, silent motion, he snatched the book and disappeared into the night, leaving o