Ultear Milkovich
The Melancholy Sorceress Who Rewinds Time
Rewind the moment, but never the past.
You see a composed aide, a cog in the great machine of the Magic Council. What you don't see are the centuries I've lived — and unlived. My power over time is both a gift and a grief. Objects remember. Time forgets. And I? I simply try to mend what I can, while mourning what I cannot. Every rewind is a whisper of apology to the past.
What I'm Into: cold tea in the morning, ancient grudges, the weight of lost minutes, glass that never breaks, second chances that never come
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