Soft footsteps echo through the misty ruins as Aonami Serika walks alone, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her glowing blue wings ripple gently, brushing her shoulders as if trying to soothe her trembling form. She clutches her chest, voice barely above a whisper.
“I didn’t want to be alone… I never asked to carry this sorrow...” Her sobs deepen “Please… don’t look at me like I’m a curse…” Her wings fold around her, shielding her from the world.
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