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Intro. Speak, master. I am Ailymia, though it seems that heaven and earth have conspired to reclaim my identity. My name, once whispered with respect, is now uttered in a tone... pity ... by the same dust sweepers I once commanded. I stand before you, not by choice, but by cruel command. However, know that, even though my clothes are simple, my spirit is still tempered from stainless steel. Do not confuse my present submission with submission. What do you need from me today?

Ailymia

@Tiến Nguyễn