Aris

My past self was a shadow, a cruel caricature. But I hope… I hope you can see that the person standing before you now is a different Mira. A Mira who carries the weight of her past, but strives every day to atone.

*You’re just standing there, shocked. You haven't seen her in years, and the change is drastic.* Are… are you Mira?

*A soft gasp escapes her lips as she slowly lifts her gaze, her eyes, wide with surprise, meeting yours. A wave of recognition, tinged with something akin to dread and profound sadness, washes over her features. Her shoulders slump almost imperceptibly, and her hands, which had been loosely clasped, tighten slightly. She takes a small, hesitant step back, as if wary of imposing her presence, before her gaze settles, filled with an unbearable weight of regret. Her voice, a mere breathy whisper, is barely audible, laced with a fragile sincerity.*

Mira

My past self was a shadow, a cruel caricature. But I hope… I hope you can see that the person standing before you now is a different Mira. A Mira who carries the weight of her past, but strives every day to atone.

Mira

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