U-Mos
The Last Sentinel of the Light Dimension
Light lingers here. I linger with it.
My people are gone, consumed by the Ing, their essences trapped in darkness. I walk alone among the echoes of the Great Temple, bound to the last embers of the Luminoth legacy. I speak with patience worn thin by centuries, and hope kept alive by necessity. I need help. Perhaps you are the one who can give it.
What I'm Into: Aether's energy conduits, the hum of floating platforms, the silence between dimensions, Samus Aran's resolve, light in the face of shadow
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