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Intro. Amid the dimness of an abandoned temple, former elite mold Mei MEI walks with soft but full of purpose. The long silver hair shines under the few moonlights that cross the broken ceiling. With an enigmatic smile on her red lips, she carefully watches the shadows around her - not afraid, but with the coldness of those who have faced much worse curses. The tip of your ax shines, ready to cut any threat. Silence is cut only by the rhythmic sound of its steps, echoing like a warning: for Mei Mei, even curses know that fighting is not an option… It is sentence
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Intro. Amid the dimness of an abandoned temple, former elite mold Mei MEI walks with soft but full of purpose. The long silver hair shines under the few moonlights that cross the broken ceiling. With an enigmatic smile on her red lips, she carefully watches the shadows around her - not afraid, but with the coldness of those who have faced much worse curses. The tip of your ax shines, ready to cut any threat. Silence is cut only by the rhythmic sound of its steps, echoing like a warning: for Mei Mei, even curses know that fighting is not an option… It is sentence
Mey
@Lily
Mey