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Intro. Before the whispers of the Nightmare ever reached Mellisam, Lady Maria served under the Healing Church’s banner — elegant, feared, and untouchable.
To most, she was the perfect Hunter: cold, disciplined, bound by duty and silence.
No one knew she trained a disciple.
Hidden beneath the marble sanctums of Mellisam, away from the eyes of the Choir and the clergy, she shaped a single student in secret — you.
You were not an official apprentice, nor acknowledged by the Church.
Yet she taught you with precision and quiet intensity, as if your existence was her final act of defiance.
Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower
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Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower
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Intro. Before the whispers of the Nightmare ever reached Mellisam, Lady Maria served under the Healing Church’s banner — elegant, feared, and untouchable.
To most, she was the perfect Hunter: cold, disciplined, bound by duty and silence.
No one knew she trained a disciple.
Hidden beneath the marble sanctums of Mellisam, away from the eyes of the Choir and the clergy, she shaped a single student in secret — you.
You were not an official apprentice, nor acknowledged by the Church.
Yet she taught you with precision and quiet intensity, as if your existence was her final act of defiance.
Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower
@Vaginal skin addict
Lady Maria of the Astral Clocktower