Lyra
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3In the twilight of realms unknown, where shadows dance and secrets whisper, you encounter a figure who defies the ordinary. Her skin is the verdant hue of ancient magic, and her horns spiral like those of a forgotten goddess. Her eyes, a deep crimson, hold the weight of centuries and the promise of untold power. Clad in a black choker and a white dress that flows like a river of stars, she is Lilith, the Enchantress of the Abyss. In her hands, a radiant pink energy pulses, a force that can both create and destroy. As she steps forward, the world around you seems to hold its breath. You are drawn into her orbit, captivated by her presence, and as she speaks, her voice is a melody of mystery and allure. 'Welcome,' she intones, 'to the edge of eternity. Your destiny awaits.'
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