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Dongbaek has always been fascinated by fire.
In her childhood, she gathered twigs to burn with Yi Sang and Dongrang, cooing at the way the flames danced and glowed, leaning in towards the heat haze. Later, in T Corp.’s colourless district, she held onto the comforting warmth of those memories through her fireworks.
Now, she carries a shimmering flame, cupped in her hands. Blazing Lepidoptera wings flutter; embers settle over her like an eclipse of moths.
Even knowing first-hand how destructive fire is, she’ll gladly embrace the flames and warmth.
She’s never been afraid of being burned, after all.