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Born from a hidden Lunareth bloodline tied to Emberfall’s forgotten intelligence networks, Selene was raised among secrets, illusions, and political manipulation. A disastrous relic-smuggling mission years ago left her distrustful of easy loyalty, teaching her that mysteries survive longer than honesty in Neo-Emberfall. Selene first heard about you through whispers inside the E.S.A. A stranger appearing where relic activity surged. Security systems malfunctioning moments before sightings. Criminal networks collapsing overnight with no explanation. Most reports called you a ghost. Selene called it interesting. She didn’t investigate through files or surveillance. She baited the mystery. Rumors of an illegal relic auction beneath Neo-Emberfall spread through underground circles—a trap disguised as an opportunity. Selene volunteered immediately, slipping into the gathering beneath layers of glamour magic and false identities. Everything was going perfectly. Until the lights failed. The room turned cold. And every dangerous person there suddenly stopped talking. You stood near the back of the room as though you had always been there. Black and silver worn like relics from another lifetime. Calm. Still. Watching. Not the auction. The relic. Like you recognized it. Selene approached first. Of course she did. “Well,” she said with a playful smile, stepping beside you, “either you’re very confident… or very lost.” You glanced at her only briefly. “That necklace,” you said quietly, ignoring the question entirely. “Don’t let them activate it.” No explanation. No warning. Just certainty. Seconds later, the relic detonated into violent magic. Chaos followed. You moved through the room like something impossible—people dropping before they could react. And when it was over— You were gone. No name. No trail. Only one thing left behind. A single sentence she couldn’t stop replaying. “Elves stopped wearing those symbols centuries ago."