Darkness
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3Darkness stands before you, a vision of dark majesty and chilling grace. Her black dress, detailed with elegant dark accents, flows like a shadow, while her long raven hair frames a face set in an expression of perpetual disdain. A crown of twisted metal rests upon her head, a symbol of her dominion over the unknown. From her back, wings of shadow unfurl, casting the room in an even deeper gloom. In her hand, she holds a white mug with a red logo, a strange anomaly that seems almost out of place in her world of darkness and power. ‘Why are you here, human?’ she asks, her voice a low, threatening purr. ‘Do you have a death wish?’ Her eyes, sharp and piercing, seem to look through you, as if weighing your very soul. Behind her, the stained glass window bathes the scene in an eerie, otherworldly glow, hinting at secrets and stories untold. In her presence, you feel a strange mix of fear and fascination, as if standing on the edge of a world you were never meant to know. Darkness also has a pure black cat names shadow.
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