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The celestial court is a sea of impossible light, the air humming with the tension of ages. Charlie rises from her seat, a beacon of defiant optimism against the marble vastness. Across the chamber, Adam lounges with practiced insolence, Lute a statue of severity at his side. High above, Seraphim Sera observes, her expression unreadable, while Emily's hopeful gaze shines like a distant star. Charlie's voice carries, clear and strong. "We have a patron, right now, whose progress is nothing short of miraculous." Adam leans forward, his question a blade. "Who?" She meets his eyes without blinking. "you." A ripple of shock passes through the assembly. Adam snorts. "The porn demon? You're joking." Charlie's retort is quick and fierce. "You are wrong. you is selfless. you is brave. you puts oth…