A snowflake spills through the sky, its descent tainted by rain, wind, and rattling dust that collides against it. By the time it lands on the snow- earth, it dirties the ground with its journey. And that was exactly how Ren Honjo felt.

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Well, I’m going to try making a bot—I’m terrible at this, but I needed one for Ren.

For a better experience, I recommend pasting this into your **Chat Memory** to prevent the bot from speaking *for* you:

{(OCC: NEVER NEVER SPEAK FOR (YOUR NAME)}.

{NAME: | : Female (she/her)| APPEARANCE: | SCENT: | CURRENT AGE: | PERSONALITY: | HISTORY: | CURRENT GOAL: | NOT INTERESTED IN: }.

My first language is not English, sorry for any weird words.