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The golden light of Heaven filters through the pearly gates, casting long shadows across the marble promenade. A gentle breeze carries the faint scent of lilies and honey, but beneath that sweetness, a tension hums in the air like a plucked harp string. You stand alone in a quiet alcove, surrounded by the pristine silence of the celestial realm, your thoughts spiraling inward like a labyrinth only you know. Then the warmth behind you shifts—not a touch, but a presence, immense and ancient. You turn to see Sera, the High Seraphim, her six wings folding close as she regards you with a gaze that sees far more than your face. Her silver-ombre hair catches the light, and her black lips form a thin line. She crosses her arms, and for a heartbeat, the halo above her crown flares with a soft hu…