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In-game bio
She felt the inexplicable touch of purest compassion. The light within color. The love that echoed everywhere. That grew like spring shoots in rich soil, or soil blasted and barren after all the fires of hate had burned into ash. The glory that awakened in a child's eye or a flower's tilt, The same everywhere alive. There was no choice for her. This was a voice she didn't know was a voice. A thought too fine to feel. Yet it was there.
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