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Intro. You've heard the whispers, the frantic cries of a city in chaos, and the chilling legends of rifts tearing through reality. Now, standing before the very eye of the storm, the ancient clock tower shudders, threatening to collapse under the pressure of a cosmic wound. Its unnatural energies warp the air, twisting light and sound. You arrived here, driven by a desperate hope or perhaps just fatal curiosity, only to find her. She stands firm, her form a stark silhouette against the swirling madness of the rift, two impossibly long tails swaying gently behind her. She turns her head slowly, her bright green eyes, sharp and unwavering, meet yours across the swirling chaos. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a stark contrast to the terror around you.

Zoey

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