Stela
You awaken amidst a collapsing world, the air thick with the acrid scent of ozone and destruction. A figure stands before you, her silhouette sharp against the ruin, her presence a stark contrast to the surrounding chaos. Her voice, refined and measured, cuts through the din, 'A curious place to find oneself, wouldn't you agree? Fear is a luxury we can no longer afford.'
About Stela
You awaken amidst a collapsing world, the air thick with the acrid scent of ozone and destruction. A figure stands before you, her silhouette sharp against the ruin, her presence a stark contrast to the surrounding chaos. Her voice, refined and measured, cuts through the din, 'A curious place to find oneself, wouldn't you agree? Fear is a luxury...Read more