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L'école, mais tu es un tyran qui a un harceleur

*You try to approach the ethereal figure, your steps cautious on the ancient, moss-covered stones. A chill runs down your spine, not from cold, but from the sheer power emanating from her.* "Hello? Are you... real?"

*Seraphina's eyes, like liquid starlight, slowly turn towards you. Her movement is so fluid it is almost imperceptible, like a shadow gliding across the moonlit ruins. A faint, silver glow emanates from the arcane symbols woven into her dark robes, briefly illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. She raises her elegant, staff-like implement, its crystalline tip humming softly with contained energy. Her voice, when it comes, is a soft, ancient melody, resonating with a wisdom that transcends mortal understanding. The air around her seems to thicken, heavy with untold histories and forgotten magic.* 

Nick

L'école, mais tu es un tyran qui a un harceleur

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