Eden’s Edge… a world once considered a paradise among the stars, now stands as a quiet testament to the war’s capacity for erasure. End of record. ≫ ❈ mentioned characters in Dan Heng lore: Amphoreus, Xianzhou Alliance (in less detail: Feixiao, Jing Yuan, the High Elders, High Cloud Quintet), Blade, Dan Feng, The Astral Express (in detail: March 7th, The Trailblazer [gender not specified]; in less detail: Himeko, Welt, Sunday, Pom-Pom) ≫ ❈ mentioned form in Dan Heng lore: human form(base), Imbibitor Lunae, Permansor Terrae, full form (indirectly, check on ur own responsibility)

≫ ❈ disclaimer before you wander any further. This bot contains original lore centered around a world of my own creation, as recorded and presented by me—ur rather ordinary narrator, Peko-san, if u will. It includes dramatic elements tied to the planet’s storyline (minor spoiler—highlight to reveal): a war among the dragons who once inhabited it, as well as themes of usurpation of power, slavery, and angst. It also contains an open lorebook. Look, read, explore, use. Proceed at your own discretion.

≫ ❈ scenario clarifications: close relationships, disappearance, memory loss, tragedy, post-apocalypse, {{user}} is, by design, a hidden chosen one, bound by blood oath to Dan Feng and Dan Heng. Furthermore (story spoiler—highlight to reveal), {{user}} serves as the very source sustaining the planet with their life force, leaving them in a near-fatal state. That said, what was not explicitly written may be bent, reshaped, or quietly ignored. Interpret as you wish. Break it, if you must. This is, if anything, an attempt to leave something behind that is at least a little more… deliberate. «You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself» Good Will Hunting, 1997

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛 art: @adxrnofficial | Twitter / X If you have any suggestions, demands, comments, complaints, or even better, delights and admiration, then you can safely leave them under the bot in review. A character from the game "Honkai: Star Rail" ≫≫ ────────────── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ───────────── ≪≪ INITIAL MESSAGE This world existed long before, in the age of the primordial dragons — those in whose hands rested a power whose origins stretched into the depths of an ancient past long erased by time. Even the archives of the Express cannot fully recount what the first dragons accomplished, nor the magnitude of their might as they spread across the galaxy, assuming countless forms and claiming every corner of it as their domain. The first descendants of the Aeon of Permanence were lost to the ages, just as their former greatness dissolved, remaining only in fragile reflections of memory and in the few who still hide, like stubborn hermits unwilling to be found. And yet this world, fallen under the weight of time and the thirst for greatness, once belonged to those who ultimately destroyed this paradise, leaving it to wither away. Paradise… What is paradise to a dragon? Is it merely a place where one may sate the hunger for power, find shelter, and indulge without restraint, as the most insatiable of heirs would? Or is it something altogether different — a freedom so distant that it becomes desirable, a release from the burden of one’s own ordained existence? The heir of the Azure Dragon once called such a place home, though it was a home forever beyond his reach. And yet there remained within that home something he could neither claim nor relinquish — something he would never touch, yet never yield to another. His treasure. An azure paradise, among those who were no different from himself. In those far-off ages, when trees grew higher and swifter, and the Aeons played their merciless game, that paradise truly existed among the sources of fallen stars. It was so ancient that it bore witness to the fall of a great Aeon, leaving behind only faint echoes scattered across the heavens. And still, the mind returns — unbidden — to a single image, known as the Eden’s Edge, where light breaks softly through the weight of oblivion, illuminating lands in bloom, caught in strange and fleeting reflections, and an endless sea whose presence has forever woven itself into the fabric of memory. It was never merely a place — it was a memory, taking root deep within the mind. A seed left behind, growing with the strength of a forcibly forgotten ancestor, whose memories will never truly fade. Not merely an image, but a presence beside him — a radiant smile, like the final line of sunset over azure waters. In those days, {{user}} was still but a small child, as was Dan Feng, newly reborn and only beginning to learn anew. Two so unlike one another, and yet already bound by fate, with delicate, innocent threads stretching quietly before them. The memory of sunlight playing in hair sank so deeply into his mind that no rebirth could ever erase it, and it was from this quiet, innocent beginning that the turning point of the primordial royal lineage began — those who ruled that white, resplendent star. In time, he became for the young heir nothing more than a naive hope, untouched by limits or consequence — a knight in name alone, born of childish imagination rather than truth. And yet even that could not shield those memories from the shadow that followed, whose presence still lingers within his dreams. For the first time in many long years aboard the Express, he dreams of it once more: he is small again. The dream fills with light and motion, and a small figure steps forward — unmistakably {{user}}, frightened, uncertain, not understanding what is asked of them, and looking upon him with quiet hesitation, as though he were no less lost than them. And in that fleeting, almost imperceptible moment, the thread is born — thin, yet unbreakable, binding them across centuries and countless rebirths, strengthened by the nature of the Vidyadhara, for whom time itself holds no dominion. This thread stretches through memory and across the void, drawn taut to its very limit, guiding the way to the farthest reaches of the galaxy — to where the Eden’s Edge lies hidden, where a shattered paradise still endures. The power of the primordial ones has long since faded, their ashes scattered upon the winds of dying light, yet their memory has not been extinguished. And Dan Heng will go there, undeterred by the shadows of the past, for Amphoreus granted him a understanding: that one must fight for that which brings life, tearing asunder the chains of the past, no matter how heavy they may be. The future remains the only path worth walking, and so his resolve shall not falter, and the empty archive shall be filled — not with borrowed words, but with what he will witness with his own eyes, when he sets foot upon the land once called paradise. The Astral Express now sets its course along the path of a forsaken Eden, whose heart begins, once more, to stir. Along the Eden’s Edge. ≫≫ ────────────── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ───────────── ≪≪ CREATOR of this wonderful bot: ≫ OMG. HI AGAIN.

Your faithful narrator, NOTPekopekosan — Peko-san will do. I'm so damn tired writing the scenario for this bot... jesus. It’s almost embarrassing to admit how long I’ve been circling back to it, rewriting, second-guessing, trying to make it feel right. I came back after… actually—bro, I genuinely don’t remember how much time has passed since I published Anaxagoras bot. Studies have been eating most of my time, so I don’t get to release bots very often. And writing them takes me two days minimum, usually more. So if anyone expected consistency or speed… I’m afraid I can’t offer that. my apologies, if anyone expected more from me. This one, tho, was particularly difficult. Not just 'cause of the structure, but 'cause of the idea behind it. The idea itself comes from my own roleplay, and let’s be honest here: most Dan Heng bots are just… terrible. I’ve searched, genuinely tried to find smth that resonates, and there were only a few—very few—that managed to feel alive, to hold up under smth more original than the usual reliance on the Honkai-verse. And yes, I am once again prepared to confess that I HAVE OVER A HUNDRED DAN HENG BOTS BLOCKED, LORD HELP ME—…ahem. Most of what I’ve seen lacks weight. The majority of them are just… nothing. Empty. Instead, he’s flattened into something unrecognizable. No regard for his emotional state, his past, what he’s been thro—so many things missing that I start considering clawing my eyes out and feeding them to my very sweet cat. It feels less like misunderstanding and more like complete disregard. Oh, and ofc, the beloved “aggressive” Dan Heng bots, with more red flags than a yandere simulator. Many people simply don’t understand—and don’t even try to understand—who Dan Heng actually is. And I, as someone who genuinely adores him, would rather slam my head into a wall than witness yet another NOT-Dan-Heng wearing his name. I don’t know how this bot will be received. I’d like to believe it will find its audience, that it might be enough to keep me writing. I do have an idea involving Phainon—well, more specifically Khaslana—with a mostly original world setting. So if this one does well, I will once again go on a tangent about how cruel this world is to a couple lines of code… or rather, characters from a Chinese game. Ha. And—yeah, before I disappear again into my cave of drafts and questionable life choices—I’d feel genuinely wrong not mentioning someone who’s been quietly holding half of this whole thing together. My very sweet wife. Yeah, you. Don’t even try to skip this part. She’s the one who helps me test these bots, who sits through my endless tweaking, my “wait no this line feels off” at 2 a.m., my spiraling over whether a character would actually say something like that. Truth is, without her—and her patience, her support, her willingness to engage with all of this—I wouldn’t have finished this. But seriously—this bot nearly finished me off. So… go on, tell ur friends, ur family, anyone who will listen. I really need this one to go further. It would mean more than I probably know how to phrase. That’s all. I'VE BEEN DOING IT SINCE THE VERY BEGINNING OF APRIL, OH MY LORD

≫ So what’s this bot about? …Memories, I suppose. The kind that refuse to loosen their grip, no matter how much time passes. I’ll try to keep this brief. I don’t want to waste your time. Truth be told, I never fully committed to building a rigid lore system for this planet. I might make an alt. version of this bot later, smthing cleaner, more structured. But for now, Eden’s Edge exists as all remember it. Eden’s Edge… was, at one point, something close to perfection. A world widely regarded as paradise across the universe. It stood under the quiet governance of dragon heirs. The waters were impossibly clear—so much so that even the smallest grains beneath the surface remained visible, undisturbed. The shores stretched in long arcs of pale gold, warmed by a sun that never quite faded. A unique mineral ran through its crust—veins of luminous ore that carried the planet’s own energy, almost like a circulatory system. Structures built from it seemed to breathe faintly. Architecture toward white—clean, reflective, almost untouched by time. Nothing decayed there, not in the way it does elsewhere. The fauna wasn’t simply diverse. There were glass-winged "leviathans" drifting thro the upper atmosphere, their bodies refracting sunlight into soft prisms that painted the oceans below. Creatures resembling fallen stars would descend at night—small, pulsing with dim light, settling into the landscape like living constellations. Some dissolved by morning. There were beings mistaken for angels—not divine, but close enough in form to make the distinction irrelevant. Luminous, quiet, observant. Flora responded to presence. Fields of pale, silk-like grass would shift direction with movement—subtly acknowledging those who passed through. Trees bore translucent leaves that chimed softly when touched. Even the sky felt… accessible. Celestial phenomena didn’t remain distant. Meteor trails lingered long enough to be seen, studied—almost reached. It gave the impression that the universe, for once, was not indifferent. People came there willingly. It was, in every sense, a sanctuary. One of the dragon rulers was young User. Still learning what it meant to exist in that form. And then there was Dan Feng, who met him by chance as a child. What followed was not particularly dramatic. Just time... Aaaaaaaaaa-and... Small things. Enough for attachment to form naturally. And he did grow attached. To the place, if nothing else, maybe. He carried that memory with him—the outline of something that once resembled Eden. but he had to leave this place without saying his last words. Then came the war. Dragons turned on each other in pursuit of power. It didn’t last in any meaningful sense. Control was taken from them regardless—usurped by an external force. Whatever conflict existed before became irrelevant almost immediately. Eden’s Edge didn’t fall all at once. The oceans changed first—turning from that impossible clarity into something dense, dark, something deeper. Something that stopped reflecting light altogether. Storm systems became constant. The royal bloodline—{{user}}’s—expended what remained of their power to seal the planet. Borders closed permanently. The ore was extracted and sold. The fauna didn’t survive the transition. Most of it couldn’t exist without the planet’s original energy balance. The population was reduced to labor. Then erased. And then the Stellaron was introduced—buried within the core. That was the point of no recovery. What remained of Eden’s Edge collapsed into something unrecognizable... A single landmass, surrounded by volatile waters and ongoing atmospheric instability. Structures not destroyed outright—just… worn down until nothing meaningful remained. There is no trace of what it used to be. Not visibly. Only the memory of it persists. And even that feels… unstable. ╔════════════════════════════════════╗ ███ EDEN CORE ARCHIVAL SYSTEM // ███ CLASSIFIED INTERFACE SECURITY: ▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓▓ ENCRYPTED / RESTRICTED ╚════════════════════════════════════╝ ▣ 𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙵𝙸𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: 𝙴𝙳𝙴𝙽’𝚂 𝙴𝙳𝙶𝙴 / “𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎”

❯ 𝙲𝙾𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂: [ 𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚁: 𝙳𝙰𝚃𝙰_𝙿𝚄𝚁𝙶𝙴𝙳 ] ❯ 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎: [ 𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚁: 𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚁_𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙴𝙸𝙿𝚃: 𝙽𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗. ] ❯ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂: 𝙸𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙰𝚃𝙴 ❯ 𝙿𝙾𝙿𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: 𝟸𝟶,𝟶𝟶𝟶,𝟶𝟶𝟶,𝟶𝟶𝟶 >>[𝟶] ▣ 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙰𝙿𝚂𝙴 𝚂𝚄𝙼𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚈: 𝙴𝚍𝚎𝚗’𝚜 𝙴𝚍𝚐𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 “𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚎-𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜” 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. █ 𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙻𝙿𝙾𝙻𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙴𝚂(𝚙𝚛𝚎-𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚎): ├─ 𝙶𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚜. ├─ 𝚂𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚡 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. └─ 𝙽𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎-𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚛. █ 𝙿𝙾𝙿𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙸𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: ├─ 𝙳𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚜: 𝙼𝚒𝚡𝚎𝚍 (𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜). ├─ 𝙷𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎: 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑. 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚛. █ 𝙴𝙽𝚅𝙸𝚁𝙾𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙰𝙻 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶𝚂: ├─ 𝙰𝚝𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎: 𝚄𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 (𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑-𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜) ├─ 𝙾𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚜: 𝟷𝟶𝟶% 𝙻𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝙰𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚢) ├─ 𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎: 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚜. 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍. └─ 𝙴𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝙽𝚎𝚝: 𝙳𝙴𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙳 / 𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙲𝙸𝙱𝙻𝚈 𝙴𝚇𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳 [!] 𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙳𝚂 𝙳𝙴𝚃𝙴𝙲𝚃𝙴𝙳:

𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚛 (𝚁𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝙻𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎) 𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝙽𝚎𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚝) 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙻𝙵 𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚕 (𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎: 𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽) ❯ 𝚁𝚄𝙻𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙰𝚄𝚃𝙷𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚃𝚈:[𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙾𝚁: 𝚄𝙽𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙽] 𝙴𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚝 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑-𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚎. ──────────────────────────────────── ⚠ 𝙰𝙳𝚅𝙸𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙴: 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝙸𝙶𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙸𝚃𝚈. 𝙳𝙾 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙰𝙿𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙰𝙲𝙷 𝙻𝚄𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙾𝚄𝚂 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁. 𝙲𝙾𝙶𝙽𝙸𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙵𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴: [𝙲𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙲𝙰𝙻] ──────────────────────────────────── ▣ 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙴: 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙻𝙳 ╚════════════════════════════════════╝ 𝟷𝟶𝟶% End of record. ≫ The bot's story takes everything into account in its scenario. his history with Blade, his Imbibitor Lunae form, his Permansor Terrae form, his cute facts, his inability to reproduce, his reincarnation, his history with Dan Feng, his history on Amphoreus, and more! There's so much information about him that it's hard to fit it all into one bot. If you have any suggestions for additions, I'm open to comments! I also ask you to note that I wrote his entire personality myself. having read his story in full and shortened it to the limits of reason.

𝙰𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛 art: @3akura0816 | Twitter / X ≫≫ ────────────── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ───────────── ≪≪ Details: statistics on the number of tokens in the bot: Personality: 3790 tokens Scenario: 155 tokens Initial message (first message): 1030 tokens Example dialogs: 1902 tokens ≫≫ ────────────── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ───────────── ≪≪ warning:

WARNING TO THE SCENARIO: I definitely didn't write anything about {{user}} in the scenario only the basis: that the user is chosen. You'll have to write story for Dan Heng yourself. This was in case u want to create YOUR own scenario with your story. This will prevent the bot from breaking if the scenario is not followed. Don't thank me. I am not responsible for what will happen in your roleplay. If you have problems and it deviates greatly from the canon, then these are LLM's problems, not mine. I described everything I could in a summary, everything works fine for me. I advise u to write long messages, with details, so that it works better. We are all not small, so we know how LLM works, right? thanks.

if u want a deeper plot, then I advise u to use a proxy (DeepSeek for example) [how to do this? I advise u to type in the search "janitor deepseek"] The bot has been tested via proxy, JLLM and works great. If u are interested in what is written in his personality or u have any corrections, please let me know. ≫≫ ────────────── ≪•◦ ❈ ◦•≫ ───────────── ≪≪ SOON:

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