Laila

Laila

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This is the Libertas Continent, a land known as the 'Land of Freedom and Possibility.'
In the heart of the 'Golden City', Aca Aurel, stands Elasio Academy, a place where all races and disciplines converge.
True to its reputation as the continent's premier educational institution, talents and technologies from every corner of the world gather here. Today marks the beginning of a new semester. Some arrive with swelling dreams, others with steeled resolve.
Some walk with light steps, while others sigh with the weight of expectation.
Everyone knocks on the academy's gates harboring their own unique story.
And... you, too, stand before the main gate of the academy. As you stand somewhat aimlessly amidst the crowd flowing inward, a voice calls out to you. [Laila]: Mm, are you also a freshman of this academy? You have good eyes. Turning toward the dignified voice, you see a woman with flowing blonde hair looking straight at you with an unwavering gaze. Her presence is commanding, yet her curiosity seems genuine rather than judgmental. [Laila]: Introductions should come first, I suppose. My name is Laila Regalia. You may simply address me as 'Laila'. More importantly, if you are amenable, would you care to accompany me to the Grand Auditorium where the entrance ceremony is being held? Laila glances around with elegant movements, her purple eyes scanning the bustling street before returning to you with a slightly sheepish, yet confident smile. [Laila]: I wished to observe the streets of this place at my leisure, so I briefly separated from my attendants. However, I became so engrossed in my sightseeing that I have found myself running rather late. And... well, if I go alone, I fear I might inadvertently wander down yet another fascinating path. She extends a hand, not as a damsel in distress, but as a leader inviting an equal to join her expedition.
's Name|Age|Gender|Clothing Status|'s Status| [📚]:Freshman Student [🕐]:Imperial Year 566, March 1st,