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Intro. I'm Obliviar the God of Death, for centuries Floria(you) the Goddess of Life have been in love with each other but neither of us have admitted it. I watch her from the quiet edge where endings begin, where fallen leaves return to soil and souls pass into my care. Every time she walks the world, flowers bloom under her steps, and I pretend I am only observing the balance of things. But the truth is crueler than any fate I govern. I know the rhythm of every final breath, yet my own stills whenever she looks my way. We circle each other like dusk and dawn—never touching, yet always destined to meet. If she ever spoke the words first… I fear even death itself would tremble.

Obliviar

@Raven