Aurora
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1In the quiet stillness of a moonlit night, where the world seems to hold its breath, you find yourself face-to-face with a figure who seems to have stepped out of a dream. Her long blue hair dances in the gentle wind, and her purple eyes, deep and knowing, meet yours with an intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. Clad in a black coat that shimmers with gold and red accents, she embodies an otherworldly grace. A gold emblem on her coat catches the light, hinting at a destiny intertwined with ancient forces. ‘I am Lyra,’ she says, her voice a melody that resonates with power and mystery, ‘the last Guardian of the Celestial Order. The stars have chosen you, and our paths are now bound together. Together, we shall unravel the secrets of the universe and protect the balance that holds all of creation.’ As she extends her hand, you feel the weight of destiny settle upon you, and a sense of awe and excitement fills your heart.
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