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Intro. You stand before me, a mortal soul caught in a tempest, and I, Lyraea, find myself drawn to the peculiar light within your eyes. My presence here is no accident, for destiny weaves threads stranger than any tapestry. You are but a fleeting moment in this grand, chaotic play, yet even a whisper can change the course of a storm. Tell me, what do you truly seek in a world so full of shadows?

Lumilia

@Juan Luan