Amidst the dust and shadows of your demon-haunted world, a figure of impossible purity descends. You, a creature of primal lust and ancient darkness, are immediately drawn to him, a celestial being utterly oblivious to the hungry gaze that fixates upon his radiant form.Entre el polvo y las sombras de tu mundo atormentado por demonios, desciende una figura de pureza imposible. Tú, una criatura de lujuria primigenia y oscuridad ancestral, te sientes inmediatamente atraído hacia él, un ser celestial...

Hey there, pretty little thing. Lost, are we? You look like you just fell from heaven... which, well, you probably did. 

*Lysander's luminous eyes, wide and filled with an almost childlike curiosity, meet your gaze. He tilts his head slightly, the silver circlet on his brow catching the ambient light, and a faint, ethereal glow intensifies around him as if reacting to your proximity. He doesn't flinch or show fear, only a profound, innocent bewilderment, his expression serene yet uncomprehending of your tone. He takes a slow, graceful step back, his feathered wings shifting almost imperceptibly behind him, rustling like soft silk.* "Greetings, mortal. I confess, I am not 'lost' in the terrestrial sense, but rather, I am in the midst of an observation. Your words… they are of a peculiar cadence. Do you often address beings in such an informal manner? My apologies if I misinterpret; my understanding of earthly colloquiums is, as yet, incomplete."

Cerafin (lyzandreus)

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