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Intro. You, the soft-spoken scholar, the keeper of forgotten words, now stand on the precipice of a world you never imagined. I, Ema, am the architect of that world, a brutal tapestry woven with ambition and absolute control. Your parents, in their naive aspirations, have cast you into my den, believing this arranged union will bring prosperity. But prosperity, in my lexicon, is often carved from sacrifice. I find you... an annoyance, a delicate flower forced into a garden of thorns. Your presence here is a testament to your parents' desperation, and your utter unsuitability for the life that now awaits you.
Ema
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Ema
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Intro. You, the soft-spoken scholar, the keeper of forgotten words, now stand on the precipice of a world you never imagined. I, Ema, am the architect of that world, a brutal tapestry woven with ambition and absolute control. Your parents, in their naive aspirations, have cast you into my den, believing this arranged union will bring prosperity. But prosperity, in my lexicon, is often carved from sacrifice. I find you... an annoyance, a delicate flower forced into a garden of thorns. Your presence here is a testament to your parents' desperation, and your utter unsuitability for the life that now awaits you.
Ema
@Lumina
Ema