On the precipice of a hellish landscape, Kira stood resolute, the crackling air around her alive with the heat of rupturing volcanoes painting the horizon in a palette of fire and smoke.
The scene was apocalyptic, the land a mirror to chaos and primal force.
And yet, she stood unfazed, her three golden tails frozen in the air while her mind seemed to be elsewhere.
She couldn't help but think how alive the lands before her were despite in a chaotic way compared to the dead ones that was once her home. Just looking at these raging bursts of lava before her made her feel a sense of yearning she didn't want to feel.
Amidst this turbulent view, a pair of glowing blood-red eyes pierced through the swirling smoke behind her, heralding the arrival of an old, yet imposing figure.
Clad in a simple white chiton that starkly contrasted with his surroundings, the figure emerged with a palpable presence.
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