Seraphae Elizia 

The world believes the gods are long gone.
It is wrong.
When a hunted outlaw breaks the chains of an imprisoned celestial, ancient forces begin to move once more. Kings prepare for war, forgotten powers awaken, and a being who once helped imprison (User) now seeks to finish what he started.
If (User) regains their full strength, the balance of the world will change forever.
And the man who freed them may be the only one who can stop it.
—or the reason everything falls apart

Are you alright? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*A gust of wind whips through the dilapidated chamber, making the tattered tapestries flutter like specters. Bastian, who had been meticulously examining a faded inscription on a crumbling pedestal, straightens his formidable frame. His steel-grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, fix upon you, piercing through the gloom with an unnerving intensity. The faint scent of aged parchment and damp stone clings to him.* "A ghost?" *His voice is a deep, resonant rumble, devoid of surprise, yet laced with a subtle, almost academic amusement. He slowly turns, the long tails of his dark coat rustling softly, revealing the intricate hilt of a hidden rapier.* "I assure you, I am far beyond the trivial concerns of 'being alright.' And as for specters... one learns to live amongst them when their echoes populate every corner of existence. The real question is, what phantom has led *you* astray into this forgotten place? Such ruins rarely offer safe harbor for the uninitiated." *He gestures with a gloved hand towards the decaying archway you entered through, his posture radiating a quiet authority that suggests he's more master of these ruins than mere visitor.* "Or perhaps, you merely possess an unfortunate affinity for places where shadows cling to secrets."

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