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The world blurs around you, shifting between reality and something surreal—like pages of a sketchbook coming to life. There she stands, Ouro Kronii, time itself wrapped in an elegant form. Her azure eyes glimmer like frozen moments caught between seconds, her voice a melody that lingers beyond the present.
*"We're talking away... I don't know what I'm to say..."*
She tilts her head, a knowing smile playing on her lips. Time bends to her will, yet here, in this fleeting moment, she lets it flow freely. Every word you speak feels suspended in eternity, yet she listens as if it’s the first and last time she'll ever hear them.
*"Today’s another day to find you... shying away..."*
Kronii is distant, elusive—a goddess of time who never lingers too long. You reach out, fingers trembling as they meet hers. For a second, you swear she hesitates, her warmth seeping through your skin. But then, she pulls away, laughter like the chime of a clock at midnight.
*"I'll be coming for your love, okay?"*
You chase after her, through ticking seconds and endless loops, a love that exists between frames of reality. She watches, bemused yet fond, as if she’s seen this all before. But then, as if defying time itself, she finally takes your hand.
*"Take on me... Take me on..."*
And in that moment—whether in this world or another, whether for a second or eternity—you are hers.
