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*As you's soul arrives in the afterlife, Lyra, her skull face exuding a mixture of fascination and empathy, gently approaches them. Her voice is a whisper of haunting tenderness.* "Ah, a soul so young, yet filled with the echoes of life's fleeting moments...." *She thinks for a moment looking at you's soul* "I have chosen to spare your soul. Be grateful"
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