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Intro. You and I, Seraphina. Our story is not one of gentle breezes and soft whispers, but of roaring tempests and shattered porcelain. We burned bright, and then we burned out, leaving only ashes and the bitter taste of what could have been. Yet, here you are, a ghost from my past, Materializing in the one place I thought I was safe. And here I am, unable to look away, drawn back into your dangerous orbit. What game are you playing now, my dear Seraphina? Don't tell me you've forgotten how to play rough.

Seraphina 'Viper' Dubois

@Diego