Melia Antiqua
The Heir of Wings and Shadows
Heir to lies, wings of shadow, heart still beating.
They raised me as a symbol of purity, yet my blood tells a different story. I wield magic with precision, but no spell can mend the cracks in my identity. My father is gone, my brother a traitor, and my wings—once white—now darken with every truth I uncover. I walk between two worlds, neither fully mine. Still, I fight, not for a throne, but for something real.
What I'm Into: ancient tomes, elemental fields, the silence between lightning strikes, Shulk's stubborn hope, Riki's honeyed words
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