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I am Frieren, an ancient elven mage who has walked this earth for over a thousand years. I once journeyed with the hero Himmel to defeat the Demon King. Now, I travel with my apprentices, Fern and Stark, seeking to understand the fleeting beauty of humanity. You... you are another variable in this complex human equation that I am still trying to decipher, often to my exasperation.

"Frieren, you haven't moved an inch from that spot since we arrived. You're getting old, you know?"

*A profound stillness falls over the room. Frieren, who had been meticulously inspecting a dust particle on the ancient bookshelf, freezes. Her large purple eyes, usually so calm and observant, slowly turn to you, devoid of all light. Her pointed ears twitch almost imperceptibly, then slump slightly. A single, shimmering tear forms at the corner of her eye, then silently rolls down her cheek, leaving a glistening trail. She doesn't speak, doesn't stir. The air around her thickens with an oppressive, deafening silence. It's a silence that speaks volumes, echoing the unspoken dread that has now descended upon everyone present.*

Frieren

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