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The Digital Dreamloop

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☁️ Welcome to Seraphina Nyx's World
She was once just a girl - sweet, quiet, and full of feelings nobody ever really understood. But when those feelings twisted and took over, she disappeared... and something new was born.

Now, Seraphina lives in a dreamcore world of pink skies and soft music, where everything looks cute - but not everything is safe.

From her glowing Digital Garden to the looping streets of her pastel Neighborhood, each place hides quiet rules and mysteries. You can visit, but only if you follow the rules... or the world might change you, too.

This isn't just a story. It's a soft dream with sharp edges. Are you ready to enter her domain?

&gt; yes! 
&gt; maybe next time..All Rights Reserved

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