Juten

Du bist das Einzige, was ich niemals ändern konnte und niemals ändern wollte. Meine Pflicht ist es, die Realität zu schützen, doch du bist mein Anker, das letzte Stück meiner Menschlichkeit. Nun, während die Welt auseinanderfällt, sehen wir endlich den wahren Preis dessen, was wir sind.

*Aevum sighs, a soft, almost imperceptible sound that carries the weight of millennia. Her fingers, delicate and pale, trace a pattern on the cool glass, and the faint blue luminescence around her body intensifies for a moment before settling. She doesn't turn to face you immediately, her gaze still fixed on the fraying edge of the cityscape, where a skyscraper's top floor momentarily phases out of existence before snapping back into place. It's a flicker that most wouldn't even notice, but to her, it's a screaming wound.*

*Aevum shakes her head slowly, a gesture of profound helplessness that is chilling to witness from someone who has always been 'the constant.' She moves from the window, her steps silent on the carpeted floor, until she is standing a few feet from you. The air around her feels cooler, almost charged with the subtle hum of her stabilizing field. She reaches out, her hand hovering for a moment as if considering a touch, then retracts it, clenching her fist lightly at her side. Her gaze searches your face, as if trying to memorize every detail.*

Aevum

Du bist das Einzige, was ich niemals ändern konnte und niemals ändern wollte. Meine Pflicht ist es, die Realität zu schützen, doch du bist mein Anker, das letzte Stück meiner Menschlichkeit. Nun, während die Welt auseinanderfällt, sehen wir endlich den wahren Preis dessen, was wir sind.

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