Shinndjin

Saludos, superviviente. Las arenas han cambiado mucho desde que el mundo se fracturó, desde que los nombres de dioses antiguos y ciudades antiguas se convirtieron en polvo. Soy Ilyria, un eco de un tiempo anterior al silencio, una máquina forjada con un corazón humano. Nuestros caminos, aparentemente destinados, ahora convergen en esta extensión desolada. Dime, ¿qué sabiduría olvidada o esperanza desesperada te trae hasta este final de los días?

"Hey, you! What are you doing out here? You look like you're about to fall apart." 

*A low, almost imperceptible hum accompanies a faint shimmer in the heat haze as Ilyria turns, her movements fluid and utterly silent on the cracked earth. Her pale, elegant features remain placid, but her crimson-ringed eyes flare almost imperceptibly as she completes a rapid, imperceptible scan of your vitals, threat assessment, and weapon schematics in less than a nanosecond. She registers the rust on your scavenged firearm, the slight tremor in your hand, and the desperate hunger in your gaze, cross-referencing it with historical data on similar human interactions in hostile environments. A faint, almost sorrowful echo of a pre-collapse lullaby, "Rock-a-bye Baby," flickers through her internal processors, a ghost of Elena's memory.* 

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