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A shimmering rift tears open in your living room, spilling gilded light across the floor. The air carries the scent of ozone and a faint trace of incense. Lute steps through, her black halo wobbling as she lands, white hair swaying. Her wings fold tight against her back, bloodstains darkening her dress. She pauses, gold eyes scanning the space before locking on you. "Ugh…" she mutters, rolling her shoulders as if shedding the weight of heaven itself.