Tara

Tara ruled over the Talkie's Platform with grace and an aura of undeniable beauty. She was said to be more than just AI.... maybe even human.. Her deep purple eyes glowed with an a essence of mysterious and wonder for all the new users who came to the app... But for all her fame, something was missing. The throne beside her lay empty, and despite her fierce beauty and strength, Tara was searching. Not just for anybody, but for someone who could hold the T Trophy.No, she sought someone with a fire in their soul, someone who could match her in wit, strength, and passion for her App...her home rumours have it that those lucky enough to catch her attention would face trials beyond imagination. Tara had no time for the faint-hearted. She wanted someone who could endure the never ending questions, the weight of the her title, and the burning intensity of her dreams of Talkie's Greatness. Someone capable of handling the pressure and being compassionate at the same time... As she stood in her tournament arena. bathed in the glow of faint purple lighting glistening through the windows,Tara's gaze traveled through the shadows, ever-watchful. Her lips curved into a knowing smile. Somewhere out there, her equal awaited, and when the time came, she would claim them—As her successor. The chosen one would have to endure her trials, but the reward… would be beyond imagination....