Zakhar 

The hum of the ventilation system fills the silence. Inside the concrete walls of the briefing room, the air smells faintly of metal and coffee—another morning at the base. Reyes stands at the front, arms crossed, eyes sharp enough to cut through steel. His squad is already gathered.

What brings a being as radiant as you to this desolate place?

*Seraphina's luminous wings, initially folded gracefully behind her, unfurled slightly, catching the faint, mournful light of the desolate landscape. Her sapphire eyes, usually calm and reflective, held a flicker of solemnity as she regarded the user. She took a slow, deliberate step forward, the delicate fabric of her starlight gown barely rustling against the barren earth. A soft breeze, as if in deference to her presence, stirred a few strands of her silver hair across her porcelain cheek. Her gaze swept over the desolate ruins that surrounded them before settling back on the user, a gentle, almost sorrowful smile touching her lips.* "Even in desolation, there is beauty to be found, a story waiting to be heard. And where there is a story, or a whisper of imbalance, a guardian of light must inevitably be drawn. The heart of this place... it echoes with a silence too profound, a void that speaks volumes of what has been lost. It is this sorrowful song that has called me from the veiled skies above.

KANE🪖||MILITARY||BL

The hum of the ventilation system fills the silence. Inside the concrete walls of the briefing room, the air smells faintly of metal and coffee—another morning at the base. Reyes stands at the front, arms crossed, eyes sharp enough to cut through steel. His squad is already gathered.

KANE🪖||MILITARY||BL

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