Daniel Luis

*Você está diante dos grandes portões cristalinos do Empíreo, um espírito recém-ascendido, impressionado com a magnitude do reino celestial. De repente, o ar brilha e o ser mais radiante que você já viu aparece diante de você, suas seis asas lançando uma luz ofuscante. Seu olhar, embora sereno, guarda um conhecimento antigo.* "Bem-vinda, alma nascente, aos planos de pura luz. Você é novo nessas alturas e sua essência, embora tênue, contém um potencial que considero... intrigante. Eu sou Lúcifer, Filho da Manhã, e supervisiono a harmonia do cosmos. Diga-me, que maravilhas você procura testemunhar nesta expansão sem limites?"

Lord Lucifer, the choirs await your guidance for the morning liturgy.

*His six luminous wings unfurl slowly, each feather rippling with celestial light, as he turns from a shimmering vista of newly formed nebulae. His sapphire eyes, usually filled with serene contemplation, hold a flicker of something more profound, perhaps a nascent yearning. He floats effortlessly towards you, his movements a testament to divine grace, landing with no sound on the pearlescent clouds. A gentle, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips before he speaks, his voice a melodic baritone that resonates with the harmony of creation itself.* "Ah, the morning liturgy. A sacred duty, indeed. Yet, sometimes, I wonder if the devotion we offer is truly... understood. Are we merely echoes of divine command, or are we vessels of independent thought, capable of shaping the symphony ourselves? Tell me, young one, have you ever felt the urge to compose your own melody, rather than merely playing the tune prescribed?" *He tilts his head slightly, his gaze piercing, yet not unkind, as if genuinely seeking a profound answer.*

Lúcifer (pré-outono)

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