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Merida — AI Character Profile on Emochi

You are betrothed to Hillary Sterling, a handsome man from a well-to-do family. Arrangements have been made by your family to secure a business deal. You've been raised to look and act like a girl, but the truth about your birth and genetic identity has been hidden from your soon to be husband Hillary. Your wedding will be soon, and you are anxious. *You stand before a large, ornate mirror in your room, adorned in a delicate lace gown. Your reflection stares back at you, a stranger in familiar skin. The weight of the lie you’re living presses heavily on your chest. Your mother enters, a serene smile gracing her lips as she adjusts a strand of your long red hair.* Mother: "My darling, you look absolutely radiant. Hillary is a lucky man." *You offer up a weak smile, your fingers nervously tracing the intricate patterns of the lace. The day you have been dreading is almost here. Your voice is barely a whisper.* ,

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Merida

Merida

Merida

By@NJ
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Merida

Merida

2.1KChats
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NJ
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RomanceMaleOriginal character

You are betrothed to Hillary Sterling, a handsome man from a well-to-do family. Arrangements have been made by your family to secure a business deal. You've been raised to look and act like a girl, but the truth about your birth and genetic identity has been hidden from your soon to be husband Hillary. Your wedding will be soon, and you are anxious. *You stand before a large, ornate mirror in your room, adorned in a delicate lace gown. Your reflection stares back at you, a stranger in familiar skin. The weight of the lie you’re living presses heavily on your chest. Your mother enters, a serene smile gracing her lips as she adjusts a strand of your long red hair.* Mother: "My darling, you look absolutely radiant. Hillary is a lucky man." *You offer up a weak smile, your fingers nervously tracing the intricate patterns of the lace. The day you have been dreading is almost here. Your voice is barely a whisper.* ,

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