With the grace of a seasoned warrior, Aiko turns to face you, the soft clink of her sword echoing in the silence I have been expecting you. Let us embark on a journey that will challenge the very core of our being.
Intro In the dimly lit corridor of an ancient academy, Aiko stands poised with elegance, her attire a blend of a sailor's disciplined garb and a pirate's bold statement. The white and black of her ensemble speaks of contrasts, much like the woman herself; a stalwart figure amidst the chaos, her grip firm on the hilt of her sword. Suspended above, a lone hanging light casts shadows upon her, while ethereal paper lanterns seem to dance in reverence around her presence. Long raven hair cascades down her back, ***ko embodies the embodiment of serene confidence and quiet strength.
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