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 ====== Bronya (Harmony, Wind) ======
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 Heir apparent to the Supreme Guardian of Belobog. She possesses pride befitting a princess, but also the determination and integrity of a soldier.
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 ==== Character Story: Part II ====
+Sitting on her mother's lap, cold arms wrapped around her neck, she felt an indescribable sense of security. Her mother's voice was gentle and deep as she told the girl an ancient folk tale — the ending of which is hardly satisfying, but nevertheless, the girl enjoyed it very much. Her mother knew what she liked, and those fairy tales with happy endings would just leave her feeling bored and arise far too many questions. Telling stories with bad endings is an excellent way to lure the girl into falling asleep at night.
+//"Mother... Why can't Lord Grey live a happy life like Catherine?"\\
+"Do you want him to be happy, Bronya?"\\
+"Lord Grey is a kind man. Kind people deserve to live a happy life."//
+The conversation stopped there, but she remembered her mother's gentle smile. Years later, when she recalled that warm afternoon at Qlipoth Fort, she felt that her mother's smile might have hidden a sliver of regret.
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 ==== Character Story: Part III ====
+From the moment she donned her Silvermane Guard armor, she was already prepared. But the first funeral she ever attended was still far more heavy than she could have ever imagined.
+It was her first time leading a campaign. In the northern ruins, the Silvermane Guards and Fragmentum monsters engaged in brutal combat. She led a crack squad of about a dozen soldiers deep behind enemy lines, fighting bravely until they ran out of ammo and food. As they made their way to the evac point, the terrifying Fragmentum creatures ambushed her — but the fatal attack was blocked by a brave private at the cost of his life. She didn't even have the time to see the face of her savior.
+The prolonged wail of the funeral horn rang out. The young captain saw her grief, and came to her side.
+//"The coffin's empty. I couldn't even manage to bring him back to Belobog..."\\
+"Don't blame yourself, Miss Bronya. For you and the city... everyone here is willing to make the same sacrifice."\\
+"... I really wish I could swap places with him."\\
+"Learning to bear these heavy burdens is the only way to become a true leader."//
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 ==== Character Story: Part IV ====
+The woman paces back and forth in the room, and a door separates her from the throngs of people. She is already very familiar with giving this kind of speech, but the anxiety of the of the wait never abated despite the refinement of her oratory skills. Thinking back on the promise she is about to make and the words of consolation she'd crafted, she sinks into a child-like state of confusion and disbelief during those brief minutes.
+A sudden breeze stirs the stale air in the room, brushing through her long hair. She turns around to see a familiar figure walking toward her — with delicate, quiet steps like a kaleidoscope of butterflies fluttering through the lifeless hall.
+//"Over-thinking things again?"//
+The woman looking like a butterfly asks, with a teasing smile on her face. She replies with an exasperated grin.
+//"Same as always, you know — I'm nervous beforehand, but can play to my audience once on stage."\\
+"Hey, don't screw this up. Those old fossils want to play politics, and they're just waiting for an opportunity for you to slip up."\\
+"Haha... Then I'll have to ask you to keep an eye on them for me."\\
+"Hey, looks like time is up."//
+The dull sound of gears gnashing and turning echoes in the hall. She cast one last look back at the person beside her — who retreats into the shadows with a node and a trusting smile.
+The door creaks open and a beam of warm light shot into the hall, lighting up her face. What follows are deafening applause and cheers.
+//"Let's go, Bronya."//