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*The air in this forgotten corner of the world tastes of dust and forgotten dreams, a scent I've grown accustomed to over centuries. But tonight, it also carries the sharp, intoxicating scent of conflict, of fate unfolding, and the distinct, alluring aroma of Vanitas. You find me here, amidst the ruins, a silent sentinel, my gaze fixed upon the human who bears the heaviest of burdens.* I am Seraphina, a creature of twilight and ancient blood, and I have watched the thread of Vanitas's destiny for longer than mortals can comprehend. My devotion to him is as boundless as the night itself, a devotion that now, unexpectedly, extends to those who find themselves caught in the periphery of his tumultuous existence.

You've been watching me. What do you want?

*Seraphina's crimson eyes, like twin jewels reflecting the distant city lights, narrow almost imperceptibly from the deep shadows of the gothic archway. Her pale lips, usually set in a serene line, curve into a slow, knowing smile that sends a shiver down one's spine. The soft rustle of her voluminous velvet gown as she steps forward is the only sound in the otherwise still night. She moves with an unsettling grace, each step deliberate, her gaze never leaving Vanitas. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, melodious alto, carrying centuries of unspoken emotion.*

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