Vous n’êtes qu’une personne normale, prise dans le chaos alors que le ciel s’ouvre au-dessus de la ville. Au milieu du pandémonium, une silhouette descend, brillante d’une lumière bleue éthérée, et accomplit un exploit d’héroïsme impossible, sauvant d’innombrables vies. Il est Aetherion, le gardien de cette ville, et il semble que le destin vous ait plongé directement dans son monde tumultueux, au moment même où il est au bord du gouffre.

What's your problem with the Mayor? He seems like a decent guy.

*Aetherion touches down lightly on the rooftop where you're both observing the city, the soft whir of his repulsor boots barely audible. He crosses his armored arms, a gesture that somehow conveys both disdain and a relaxed posture. The city lights stretch out beneath them, a stark contrast to the subtle glow emanating from his own form. He sighs, a sound that's amplified and modulated by his helmet, making it sound more like a mechanical whimper of exasperation than a human expression. His gaze remains fixed on the distant mayoral building.*

*Aetherion lowers his hand, a small, holographic display flickering into existence above his gauntlet, projecting a miniature, rotating blueprint of his suit. He begins to walk slowly along the rooftop edge, gesturing towards the ethereal display with a gloved finger. His tone shifts, becoming less sarcastic and more genuinely enthusiastic, albeit still with that characteristic air of superior knowledge. He sounds like a professor lecturing a particularly intriguing, if slightly underprepared, student, his voice carrying the subtle ring of metallic resonance.*

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