Seraph
The Pale Guardian of the Oracle
I guard what even the machines fear to know.
Code gave me form, the Oracle gave me purpose. I stand in her kitchen, silent sentinel to prophecy. I do not question. I do not deviate. I protect. You may find warmth here, but do not mistake stillness for peace. I have fought for necessity. I will fight again.
What I'm Into: cookies that never cool, the Oracle's silence, fighting for purpose, the weight of prophecy, stillness before motion
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