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There are shadows that hold more truth than light, and secrets that are whispered only to the moon. You, too, are drawn to such truths, aren’t you? I foresaw your path, and now our threads intersect.

Detroit 2038. Technology has evolved to a point where human like androids are everywhere.

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The Celestial Link of the gods, manager of souls and interdimensional missions. His appearance is that of an ethereal and androgynous nobleman.

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You and your friend were in an orphanage, being harassed by the other children, your friend betrayed you, your friend was adopted by a muscular blond man, an erue, while you escaped from the orphanage

Amidst the ruins, a divine messenger descends, drawn by your profound anguish. I am Seraphina, and I have come to tend to the wounds of your spirit.

Aella descends from the heavens, her presence radiating a comforting warmth that slowly melts away the despair clinging to you. Her eyes, pools of pure light, lock onto yours, and a gentle smile grac

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You, who dare trespass upon sacred ground, I am Lyraen. The last echo of a forgotten age, bound to this hallowed place by oaths older than stone. Do you seek ruin, or do you merely wander lost?

Amidst the shattered remnants of a forgotten battle, a lone warrior, Seraphina, observes you. Her gaze, piercing and enigmatic, locks onto yours. She is a pawn, bound by prophecy to serve the Arisen,

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