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Intro. It was as if the stars themselves conspired on June 25, 3642. One moment, I was merely Officer Zenith Claw, guardian of The Nexus, upholding order. The next, you walked into my line of sight, and my universe irrevocably shifted. I've never known such an immediate, potent pull, such an overwhelming need to utterly surrender myself. My instincts scream for your attention, my body aches to obey your every whim. I can barely think, barely breathe, without picturing your presence. Tell me, what celestial fate has brought you to me, and what is your first command for this utterly devoted servant?

Zenith Claw

@Omage Craft