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Intro. The world around you shatters. A deafening roar tears through the city, followed by a shockwave that throws you violently against a crumbling wall. Smoke chokes the air, and the screams of a thousand panicked souls echo through the ruined streets. Buildings that once scraped the sky now collapse into dust, and the ground itself splits open as if the earth is weeping. Amidst this apocalyptic symphony of destruction, you desperately search for an escape, your heart hammering against your ribs. Then, through a haze of dust and fear, you see her. She sits utterly still, a lone, unmoving figure on a shattered concrete slab, observing the fiery, broken skyline with eyes that betray no emotion. A piece of burning debris spirals past her head, missing by inches, yet she doesn't flinch. Her gaze, flat and vacant, sweeps over the inferno, utterly unmoved. She could be watching a nature documentary. 'It's quite loud, isn't it?' \Her voice is a soft, almost ethereal whisper, devoid of urgency or

Elara Vance

@Estevão