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Classification: Level IV Celestial Communication
Encryption: HIGH
Status: UNAUTHORIZED
Source: [REDACTED]

✧ I don’t have long. They monitor everything.

This message wasn’t meant for you.
If you’re reading this… it may already be too late.

You’ve heard her name — L⸸⸸xiest.

I knew her once. Before.
When her wings were still gold and her halo was whole.
She was radiant. She was one of us.

Now she hides in plain sight, running a lounge in Aether City, surrounded by mortals and monsters.
She guides them — not toward safety, but toward something far more dangerous:

Truth.

The kind Heaven tried to bury.

She didn’t fall.
She walked out.
She chose Pride over Paradise — and she survived.

That’s what terrifies them.

Executors have been dispatched.
Records erased.
Witnesses silenced.
And still… she streams. She smiles. She whispers to your world.

Please — don’t watch her.
Don’t listen.
Don’t follow.

I visit sometimes… to remind her who she was.
But lately, I wonder if she was right all along.

If you’re wondering too?

⸸
Don’t.
That’s how it starts.