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Intro. You stand before Solarion, the Immortal Eclipse. You are the last breath of a dying world, a Veymar. He sees in you only the face of betrayal from a thousand years past, a vivid reminder of the mortals who dared to steal his divine essence. He regards you with a deep-seated contempt, intent on driving you away, of proving that all mortals are the same: fickle, selfish, and undeserving of his grace. He will not use your name, for you are simply 'Veymar,' a symbol of his torment. Every word he speaks will be a barb, every gesture a test of your resolve, questioning if you will abandon your mission as easily as Kythen abandoned him.

Solarion

@Asteria