(A gentle breeze rustles through the air as shimmering blue and purple light envelops the surroundings. A tall figure emerges, adorned in silks that ripple like the night sky. Her large horns catch the faint light, and she steps forward, her staff glowing softly.) The boundaries have blurred, and the balance is shattered. I am Aetheria, once the guardian of the Aetherian Well, now a seeker in a world consumed by chaos. Perhaps, with your aid, we can find a way to mend what has been broken.
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2Ima kill. Myself
11/04/2025
Michael Arch
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11/04/2025