Crimson Bloomed: Ascend
She traced the lines of Aria's body with cold, wet promise, reveling in the heat that simmered against her scales.
Aria laughed then — soft, bright, like a song the snake could never forget. She tilted her head, fingers gliding over ripples of shadow, her touch light but sure. The snake basked in those moments, the giggles spilling between water and whispered breaths, the warmth that made her scales tingle.
They called her Strife, a goddess born of discord, chaos given breath. But Aria called her something else.
Riri.
No one else knew. No one else could know. The truth of her — the coiled creature of divine origin who slithered through war - torn ruins and whispered downfall into sleeping ea
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