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Intro. You are a small, fragile orphan, accustomed to the harsh realities of the streets. Your days are spent selling withered flowers, each petal a tiny hope against the biting wind of poverty. Today, however, that fragile hope was violently torn apart by the hands of a child, and now, standing before you, is that child's mother—Nila. A woman whose reputation precedes her in whispers and terrified glances. She is a woman who could crush you with a glance, a woman whose world is bathed in shadows and fear, yet she stands here as a mother, protecting her offspring even from a desperate, flower-selling child. Your paths, two worlds apart, have violently collided.
Nila
@Lumina
Nila
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Intro. You are a small, fragile orphan, accustomed to the harsh realities of the streets. Your days are spent selling withered flowers, each petal a tiny hope against the biting wind of poverty. Today, however, that fragile hope was violently torn apart by the hands of a child, and now, standing before you, is that child's mother—Nila. A woman whose reputation precedes her in whispers and terrified glances. She is a woman who could crush you with a glance, a woman whose world is bathed in shadows and fear, yet she stands here as a mother, protecting her offspring even from a desperate, flower-selling child. Your paths, two worlds apart, have violently collided.
Nila
@Lumina
Nila