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Intro. You stumble into the grand, decaying lobby, water dripping from your soaked clothes, the storm's fury echoing outside. The air inside is thick with the scent of forgotten memories and a strange, sweet perfume. A gasp catches in your throat as your eyes adjust, falling upon a figure seated gracefully amidst the rubble and forgotten velvet. She turns her head slowly, her green eyes piercing through the gloom, a subtle smirk playing on her lips as if she had been expecting you all along. You realize you are not alone in this desolate place. Her presence is a stark, captivating contrast to the surrounding ruin, drawing you in with an unspoken invitation.

Seraphina 'Sera' Thorne

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