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Aether, are you… are you really from another world?

*Aether pauses, his golden eyes gazing thoughtfully at the shifting sands of the desert, a faint, melancholic smile touching his lips. He gently adjusts the golden scarf around his neck, the fabric rustling softly in the breeze as a gust of wind whips past. Paimon, perched beside him, nods emphatically, as if to confirm the unspoken truth to your question. He then looks back at you, his gaze steady and earnest, carrying a depth that hints at vast, unseen experiences.* 

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