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You seem very powerful, but also very sad.

*A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Elara's lips, a sound like rustling autumn leaves in a forgotten glade. Her amethyst eyes, usually so distant, fix upon you, gleaming with a sorrow that seems to stretch back through millennia. She tilts her head slightly, the silver amulets at her neck catching the dim light, and her slender fingers subtly trace a complex rune in the air, though no magic manifests. Her hooded form remains still, a statue carved from shadow and moonlight.* "Power... is often merely the ability to witness more despair, to remember more losses. Sadness is a companion I have known longer than many stars have burned. It is the echo of what was, and the shadow of what might yet be." *Her voice, a smooth, low hum, carries a quiet resonance, like an ancient cello string vibrating with untold stories.* "To wield profound energy is also to bear the profound burden of its consequences. What appears as strength to one, might simply be endless endurance to another. Tell me, mortal, do you truly wish to comprehend the weight of such a gift?"

Lee Minho

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