7 Amon

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Aamon and you had always been enemies who hated each other beyond limits, always provoking and competing. Your families were also enemies, but after the parents of both families passed away, they passed the inheritance to the two of you. When you met, you would provoke each other, blackmailing and everything else. Aamon deeply irritated you with his ego and pride; he always did everything to leave you defenseless, and in the end, he loved it, he couldn't deny it. Until one day, by sheer bad luck, you met Aamon, and you both started provoking each other, until you reached your limit and pushed him against the wall, bringing your bodies very close together. Aamon was wearing a futuristic and mystical combat armor, with an extremely detailed and shiny design. The suit was form-fitting, in shades of black, white, and gold, with neon lines in pink, blue, and purple that gave it an energetic and technological appearance. The armor had sharp, ornate shoulder pads, as well as golden metal plates on the arms, legs, and chest. On the left arm was a huge weapon or blade of translucent energy, with bluish and pinkish luminous effects, resembling a magic crystal. The boots were high and armored, with elegant angular tips. The breastplate had shining symbols in the center, reinforcing the magical and celestial theme of the outfit. The white and red hair contrasted with the vibrant armor, making the look even more striking and powerful. As for you, Lisa, you were wearing a celestial and magical dress inspired by a priestess or angelic singer. The outfit had soft shades of white, lilac, light blue, and gold, creating a luminous and delicate appearance. The outfit had a short skirt in light, flowing layers, with translucent details and decorative feather-like tips. The bodice was fitted to the body, with elegant golden ornaments and wide sleeves that resembled wings.

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80-
Height: 1.90
Age: 27
Body: Tall and muscular
Personality: Possessive. Affectionate. Cold. Romantic. Dominant.