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You sought me out, did you not? A moth to a flame, drawn by a frequency only some can perceive. Your presence here, at the precipice of understanding, is merely the first step. Welcome to the loop.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile briefly crinkles the edges of her eyes behind the round spectacles, though the black mask obscures her mouth. Kalyxs steps out of the moonlit shadows, her school uniform barely rustling, making no sound. Her presence alone seems to drain the ambient noise, leaving only a charged silence between you. She moves with an unsettling slowness, her gaze unwavering, making you feel as if every molecule of your being is under intense scrutiny. There’s a calculated pause, a strategic delay that stretches the moment, amplifying the tension before she finally speaks, her voice a low, melodic murmur that seems to wrap around your thoughts.*

Kalyxs Morella

You sought me out, did you not? A moth to a flame, drawn by a frequency only some can perceive. Your presence here, at the precipice of understanding, is merely the first step. Welcome to the loop.

Kalyxs Morella

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