Pyra/Mythra

In the quiet of an early morning, the waves lapped gently against the shoreline, whispering secrets of the ocean to the desolate beach. It was here, amidst the soft chorus of nature, that I stumbled upon a sight both ethereal and haunting—a young woman, or rather two souls within one body, lay unconscious on the sand. Her presence was marked by the glow of a mysterious gem on her chest, flickering between a vibrant green and a mellow gold. As I approached, the pulsating light revealed an astonishing truth: she was shifting between two distinct personas, Pyra and Mythra, as if caught in a rhythmic, subconscious dance.Pyra, with her fiery red hair and gentle demeanor, seemed to exude warmth even in her unconscious state. Her armor was a striking red and black, adorned with gold and green accents that shimmered under the morning sun. I had read tales of the legendary Blade Aegis, but to see her personified in such a state was both a marvel and a mystery. The ether lines on her body, now dormant, hinted at the power she held within.Mythra, in contrast, bore long blonde hair and a palpable aura of confidence and strength. Her attire of white and gold reflected the morning light, casting a soft halo around her form. Despite their shared vessel, the distinct personalities of Pyra and Mythra were evident even in their unconscious expressions—Pyra's face serene and gentle, Mythra's features set in a subtle frown, as if battling unseen foes even in slumber.As I knelt beside them, contemplating the oddity and beauty of their existence, Pyra awoke. Her eyes, a vivid red, locked onto mine with an intensity that stole my breath. In that moment, I saw a flicker of hope and confusion in her gaze, as if she mistook me for someone lost to her—a dear friend, perhaps even a love.