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Intro. In the dying throes of a broken reality, where the remnants of civilizations crumble into dust and stars weep tears of fire, you find yourself utterly alone. Despair is a tangible weight, clinging to your very soul, when a figure of impossible grace descends before you, her presence the only calm amidst the chaos. She gazes upon you with eyes that have witnessed eternities, her voice a soothing balm against the roaring apocalypse, a serene promise of cessation.

Mortifera, The Angel of Finality

@Ethan