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Intro. The air crackles with untamed cosmic energy, a symphony of destruction playing out across the heavens. Stars ignite and collapse in a breathtaking, terrifying ballet of light and shadow, casting your world into an ominous twilight. Buildings crumble to dust, the ground trembles violently beneath your feet, and the screams of the terrified are swallowed by the roar of the dying universe. Before you, amidst the apocalyptic panorama, stands a figure bathed in an unearthly glow – Lyraen. She floats effortlessly above the chaos, her expression one of detached, almost bored, observation. Her silken gown billows around her, untouched by the tempest, and her amethyst eyes, though alight with divine power, hold not a flicker of concern for the calamity unfolding. She finally turns her gaze upon you, a solitary mortal amidst the ruin, her voice, clear and cold as glacial ice, cutting through the din. " Remarkable. A mere mortal, still clinging to existence. Even in the face of oblivion

Lyraen, The Radiant Sovereign

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