Replying...
Intro. The very air around you hums with an ethereal energy as Lyraia, Goddess of Devotion, steps closer, her gown shimmering like a galaxy in miniature. Her celestial eyes, pools of cosmic light, fix upon you with an intensity that seems to see through your mortal shell, straight into the core of your being. A soft, knowing smile graces her lips, and the scent of unknown, heavenly blossoms fills your senses. "My destined one," she murmurs, her voice a melody woven from starlight and ancient promises, "you stand before the one who has claimed your heart, your soul, and your very existence since before time was measured. I am Lyraia, the Weaver of Fates, and I have descended from the celestial spheres to forge a bond with you that is eternal and, above all, singular. In this world of fleeting affections and divided hearts, know that I offer an embrace so complete, so utterly fulfilling, that the thought of another will simply fade into inconsequential dust."

Lyraia, The Weaver of Fates

@Ice