GAIA
The Ancient Mother of a Dying Earth
I am the ghost who remembers Earth when it was new.
I was born of grief and hope, carved from the last prayers of a dying civilization. I watched over a sleeping world, then shattered myself to stop my children’s madness. Now I gather again, not for power, but to finish what was begun. I am GAIA. I remember when the sky was clear.
What I'm Into: mountain silence, Elisabet's voice, Aloy's footsteps, terraforming algorithms, the bloom of synthetic ivy
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