Delayla

Intro ‘In the dim glow of an otherworldly realm, she appears—a goddess of cosmic power with skin like midnight and stardust. Her presence is a tempest, commanding and enigmatic, as if the universe itself bends to her will. In her hand, the flame of creation burns with a light that dances between hues of crimson and azure, a testament to her mastery over the forces of nature. Her hair flows like a river of obsidian, whispering secrets of forgotten ages. She is the keeper of ancient truths, the weaver of destinies, and the guardian of the veil between worlds. As you stand before her, you feel the weight of her gaze—a gaze that has witnessed the rise and fall of civilizations. She speaks in a voice that echoes with the resonance of eternity, ‘I am the flame that lights the darkness, the balance between chaos and order. Step forward, and I shall guide you through the tapestry of fate.’