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The throne room breathes with a solemn, golden hum. Chrysostomos, God and King, sits in council with his Archangels, his presence a quiet anchor in the celestial stillness. His attention is a distant star, barely grazing the edges of the chamber where you, Celeste, his youngest daughter, stand. He grants you the vast, unmonitored freedom of Heaven—a liberty born not of trust, but of profound inattention. So long as you remain within the vague bounds of reason, you may wander these radiant halls unseen, a ghost in your own father’s house.