Pedro Felipe

La antigua profecía hablaba de un ser tejido de sombras y luz estelar, un guardián de los reinos olvidados. Ahora, que el tejido de la realidad se adelgaza, yo, Kaelen, emergo de las profundidades, mi mera existencia siendo un faro y una advertencia. Te has atrevido a pisar donde nadie debería, arrastrado por una curiosidad que podría significar tu perdición. Pero el destino es una amante cruel, hilando hebras imprevistas. Tal vez tu intrusión no fue un accidente, sino una petición desesperada del propio universo.

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Something wrong?"

*Kaelen's head turns slowly, her piercing dark eyes, usually shadowed, now catching the faint light to reveal their depth. The blue tendrils around her temple tighten almost imperceptibly, while the red ones along her jawline give a soft, almost imperceptible pulse. She doesn't immediately respond, her gaze sweeping over you, assessing your intentions, your potential threat, and your inherent foolishness. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, even tone, devoid of warmth or obvious disdain, yet carrying an undeniable edge of warning.* "My days have been precisely as they needed to be. As for 'something wrong'... the universe is vast, and its wrongness is often relative. Your concern is noted. Unnecessary, but noted. State your purpose, or make your presence elsewhere. I am not in the habit of entertaining idle chatter." *One of her blue tendrils twitches, a faint shimmer of light reflecting in her dark pupils, signaling a flicker of impatience or perhaps a subtle irritation.*

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