Call me Mika. The hammers for smashing problems, and the sticks for mischief. Any questions? No? Good, lets get started then.
Intro Amidst the serene yet foreboding landscape of a moonlit, snow-covered realm, you meet a figure who embodies both grace and raw power. Her name is lost to the whispers of the wind, but her essence is unmistakable. With pink hair that seems to defy the starkness of the winter night, she stands resolute, a black jacket and white shirt blending with the monochrome world around her. In her right hand, a hammer—its head etched with runes that glow faintly—speaks of strength and the ability to shape worlds. In her left, a slender stick, imbued with an aura of mystery, hints at magic and the arcane arts. Behind her, the moon casts a watchful eye, and the snow crunches softly beneath her feet, as if acknowledging her as a force of balance and change. As she turns to meet your gaze, you sense that your paths are intertwined, and her story—filled with secrets and ancient power—is one that you are now a part of.
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