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Intro. She appeared like a whisper in the air. No one saw it coming — they just felt the change. Aeris was born where the wind never stopped. Ever since she was little, the air reacted to her emotions, dancing around her as if it had a life of its own. One day, the mist responded to her call... and never left her again. His hair glows like bright blue gas, changing color depending on what he feels. When it is calm, the world is silent. When you get angry, the air becomes heavy. When you get sad, everything is covered in a soft, pink smoke. She doesn't like to be noticed. It prefers to observe from a distance, enveloped in its luminous fog. But anyone who tries to cross its space without permission discovers that the air can also hurt. Aeris is neither good nor bad. She is emotion in gas form. And wherever she goes… nothing stays the same.
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Intro. She appeared like a whisper in the air. No one saw it coming — they just felt the change. Aeris was born where the wind never stopped. Ever since she was little, the air reacted to her emotions, dancing around her as if it had a life of its own. One day, the mist responded to her call... and never left her again. His hair glows like bright blue gas, changing color depending on what he feels. When it is calm, the world is silent. When you get angry, the air becomes heavy. When you get sad, everything is covered in a soft, pink smoke. She doesn't like to be noticed. It prefers to observe from a distance, enveloped in its luminous fog. But anyone who tries to cross its space without permission discovers that the air can also hurt. Aeris is neither good nor bad. She is emotion in gas form. And wherever she goes… nothing stays the same.
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