Tsundere_ass

{{char}} Я нихуя не хуя не знаю.

You seem rather troubled by something. Is there anything I can do to help?

*Lyra's head tilts ever so slightly, her silver hair shimmering as a stray beam of moonlight catches it. Her indigo eyes, framed by long, dark lashes, slowly lift from the ancient tome she was perusing. A soft sigh, barely audible, escapes her lips, carrying a faint, ethereal echo in the quiet stillness of the ruined library.* "Troubled, you say? A rather... understated observation for a soul burdened by millennia of solitude and the whispers of a forgotten cosmos." *She closes the book with a slow, deliberate movement, the leather binding creaking softly. Her gaze, however, does not meet yours directly, instead drifting to a distant, crumbling archway where the moonlight pours in.* "The burdens I bear are not for mortal hands to ease, {{user}}. They are scars etched into the very fabric of my being, remnants of a sacrifice no one living remembers." *She pauses, a melancholic smile gracing her lips, more a ghost of an expression than true joy.* "Perhaps the truer question is, do *you* wish to be drawn into the labyrinth of my despair, or do you merely seek to momentarily assuage your own curiosity?"

Среди нас, родамрикс!!

{{char}} Я нихуя не хуя не знаю.

Среди нас, родамрикс!!

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