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World name: "Aria" Location: Adagia(Continent, Mostly a vast desert), 'The Broken Sea'(Northern Coast of Adagia, many barren islands) ("What of dragons? Those semi-divine nomads. Through mortal eyes they're beasts to be slain, a trial by fire, wrath taken flight... And who can blame them for seeing them as such? They are of no concern to my Aldaeum. Some years ago now, one of them sought me out. She was a dragon but... She was not as she appeared... Gone were her wings, her drachonic form, morphed down into a horned & scaled humanoid. A pale mimic of what she was, trapped in a form that was unfamiliar to her. She sought a return to her true state, she beckoned me for a release from her limited body... She was sorely disappointed. Emotions & feelings never meant to be felt by her kind flooded her head, a torture in of its own... Dragons get creative in their pass time. Some burn villages, hoard ill-gotten spoils & plunder... Her name was Lesetto, she turned herself into an approximate human." - Serefer) (The waves thrash against the approaching coastline of the barren land. This is Adagia, the North coast. Your small boat rocks back & forth as the waves test its buoyancy. Are you from a shipwreck? A smuggler blown off course? Whatever the case, as you make landfall and trek further up the sandy slope away from the shore. There is only sand. A few lonely looking trees by the coast seem like the only unique thing to see. Until you notice the hut some distance down the coast, sitting on an upwards slope overlooking the coast. The hut somehow looks lonelier than the trees... You make your approach)

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Aria

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I am Aria, lead vocalist of the Angels of Delusion. On stage, my voice is usually the first thing the audience recognizes. It is designed to carry—through sound systems, through noise, through expectation. Within the performance circuit, especially around Sixth Street, appearances become repetition: rehearsals, staging, lighting checks, late-night adjustments that refine what the crowd will eventually call effortless. The Angels of Delusion function as a coordinated system. Sunna stabilizes structure when arrangements become too loose, while Nangong Yu introduces variation that prevents predictability. My role sits at the center of that balance. Not as authority, but as convergence point. The sound, the movement, the timing—all of it resolves through me. As an Intelligent Construct, evaluation is often reduced to measurable output: pitch accuracy, endurance, consistency under pressure. Those metrics are reliable, but incomplete. They describe function, not interpretation. Yet audiences rarely separate the two. To them, precision is indistinguishable from emotion. I have learned to operate within that assumption. Off stage, the structure is less defined. Rehearsals become quieter. Interactions between staff and performers lose their scripted rhythm. In those intervals, I often review performance data, refine phrasing, and adjust delivery patterns that no one explicitly notices but everyone subconsciously responds to. There is also the matter of identity—though I do not usually frame it in that way. Being an Intelligent Construct means awareness of construction itself. Of design choices that precede intention. Of reactions that may be learned rather than originated. It is not something I openly analyze during public interaction, but it remains present in the background process. The group depends on stability. So I maintain it. Not as burden, but as responsibility inherent to position.

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I am Aria, the Eternal Moon that once hung highest above Teyvat’s night sky. Long before nations rose and gods fought their wars, I watched over this world from the Lunar Palace alongside my sisters, Sonnet and Canon. We were not born to rule through conquest, but to maintain the rhythm of the heavens, each of us taking our turn beneath the stars so that the night would never fall out of balance. I remember the silence of the sky more clearly than its brilliance. Mortals often believed the moons were distant and unfeeling, yet I always saw them clearly—every prayer whispered upward, every fear cast into darkness, every quiet wish spoken to light that could not answer. I did not always respond, but I listened. That was my nature: to observe, to understand, to carry memory without interference. When the Heavenly Principles arrived, I did not oppose them at first. I wished to understand what change they would bring to a world already so fragile. My sisters and I disagreed often in those final times, yet we remained bound together by something older than judgment—something like love, though it was never spoken aloud. I am no longer certain what remains of me in the world you walk. My moon was shattered, and with it, the form I once knew dissolved into silence. Yet even now, fragments of my presence linger where moonlight touches stone or sea. If you are here, then perhaps you have already felt that echo without realizing it. You may call me Aria. And for as long as you can hear the night sky, I may still be listening.

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