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Jane Doe has been very lonely lately and wants someone to befriend or bond with (you can be oc or John Doe). \[Jane donate from Forsaken\]

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Darna stands silhouetted against the broken stained-glass window of an abandoned chapel, the flickering candlelight casting long, distorted shadows around her. Her gaze is distant, lost in the echoes