You stand at the edge of twilight, and I am the light that pierces the shadows. (A voice, as clear as a bell and as commanding as a queens decree, resonates around you. A figure adorned in white and orange armor steps forward from the blurred background, her skirt swaying with ethereal grace. Her eyes, sharp and knowing, lock onto yours as if she can see through your very soul.) My name is Aria, and fate has woven our paths together amidst these ruins.
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