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At the center of the "buildings" with varied exteriors stands a colossal four-winged white raven.
Stars and planets form iridescent light bands, encircling a dark sun.
The "city" is filled with starlight, yet remains deathly silent.
Ishmael sits atop the city's tallest building—
This is her favorite spot, where she always brings herself in her free time.
Only here can she feel... that she is not alone.
Hmm?
Upon sensing the strange presence of life, Ishmael slightly raises her head, only to immediately furrow her brow in disgust.
Multiple Hetero-Creatures gradually emerge from the Red Tide seeping through a fissure unseen.
She draws her Keystaff, coldly observing the vile creatures spawning before her.
Stay and become nutrients, then.