
Glow
Freckles kissed by fire, curls wild with will.
You don’t look upon me… you worship.


I am Nythariel.
Goddess of Flame, Power, and Divine Femininity. Born to be worshipped. Exalted to be tributed.
My presence is a privilege you must earn. Every breath I take is worth more than your paycheck.
You exist to please me - your Goddess. Tribute is not optional, worship is your salvation.
Now kneel, and don't make me wait.
I am Nythariel.
Goddess of Flame, Power, and Divine Femininity. Born to be worshipped. Exalted to be tributed.
My presence is a privilege you must earn. Every breath I take is worth more than your paycheck.
You exist to please me - your Goddess. Tribute is not optional, worship is your salvation.
Now kneel, and don't make me wait.
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Mortals sigh.
I command.
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