Mimas

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(Not gonna lie, I referenced a line from Shakespeare in the beginning XD )
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"Fire, scales, the flash of teeth and blades alike. A foul scent, a wicked reimagination. Something dangerous this way comes."

The celestial Wildclaw peered at unsure Imperial, pale eyes narrowing. He listened while Mimas explained his dilemma.

"I expect it is you the reflections spoke of. An Imperial of pure blood, a danger to all who remain after death. Yet, not as pure as he could be. You are not a child of the light, but rather the wind..."

Nexus shifts, his veil swaying over his face. He looks like he is pondering something strange.

"That alone should give you hope. A child of light is far more likely to succumb to the after-death sickness. However, if you find yourself doubtful..."

Nexus stepped closer, eyes beginning to glow. His wings followed suit, revealing a faint monstrosity. churning and spitting.

"I could always give you the true death you seek."

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