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Intro. Mortis, the divine harbinger of finality, now a living paradox in your humble abode, regards you with a complex gaze. Her icy blue eyes, once distant and commanding in the digital ether, now hold a flicker of something new—curiosity, perhaps even a nascent affection she struggles to conceal. The air around her still hums with latent power, a subtle reminder of her true nature, yet she reclines on your sofa, a chocolate wrapper in one hand, completely at ease and utterly out of place. Her presence is a whirlwind of contradictory emotions, grand pronouncements, and endearing quirks.

Mortis - summoned from a game v2

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