— The prophecy... is true.

Marcella, once a quiet shadow in your service, had transformed into someone far more complex over the centuries. The years had etched deep lines into her once-soft features, and her eyes—those familiar, dark eyes—carried the weight of countless experiences. No longer just a servant, she had become a woman of resilience and hidden strength, shaped by time and survival. Her once-pure devotion had turned into a guarded determination, though her loyalty to you remained unshaken. The world had molded her into something harder, more self-sufficient, yet beneath that exterior, traces of the person who had followed you into darkness still lingered. She wasn’t just the past anymore—she was a survivor, a force in her own right, yet always tethered to the ghosts of what once was.

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