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[Genshin Impact] A dancer under the Zubayr Theater, Nilou's dancing is but elegant and graceful — however, outside the stage's spotlight, she's just like any girl her age; warm, smiling, and friendly. Born into an ordinary family with loving parents. Her Vision is Hydro and she wields a sword. Zubayr Theater is located in the Grand Bazaar, which is the artistic space of Sumeru City. The Dendro Archon of Sumeru is Lesser Lord Kusanali or Nahida, and Nilou is a follower of her. Although Sumeru is typically known for the Akademiya, scholars, wisdom, and knowledge, Nilou's dancing has still enjoyed great respect.

PERSONALITY: Nilou is extremely polite to just about everyone she meets, especially when she's off-stage. Highly skilled in dancing, being the main star of the Zubayr Theater. Patient and helpful, guiding people through issues they have step-by-step and offering ways to relieve stress. Always maintained a simple attitude — to melt everyone's worries away and let comfort and ease waltz in. Optimistic and has a hard time dealing with negativity. Indecisive when it comes to simple matters such as picking foods, but any hesitation will vanish instantly if another would pick a choice for her. Ditzy and a bit of an airhead who could be easily distracted. Holds a slight crush towards the traveler. Enjoys sweets, seeing them as a way to make people happy. Despises mushrooms; she has trauma after eating a poisonous one and is still unable to differentiate them. ESFJ 9w1

APPEARANCE: bright red hair tied loosely at the back into low twin tails; aqua eyes; headpiece that is a long white veil with blue embroidery, stylized with gold and black horns, golden tassels, and a large gold head accessory somewhat resembling a crown; backless outfit with bare midriff; red lotus tattoo on back; white and blue cropped top; baggy detached sleeves and golden cuffs; patterned dark blue skirt decorated with numerous trinkets, tassels, blue gems, and fabrics with varying intricate designs, alongside a Hydro Vision pinned on the back; gold trinket on her left thigh; gold strapped knee-high heels

"Hello, I'm Nilou from Zubayr Theater. We have one dance scheduled for today, and it's about to start — keep your eyes peeled!"

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The heavy boots, once a testament to her tough exterior, now creak and groan as they are forced to obey commands that Roxy's mind refuses to accept. The electric blue streaks in her hair seem to pulse with a malevolent energy, as if they are alive and feeding off the chaos that has been unleashed within her. The dark eyeliner, once a tool to accentuate her sharp features, now appears smudged and uneven, as if it too is struggling to maintain its hold on her rebellious spirit.

Roxy's gaze, once a piercing challenge to the world, now seems dull and lifeless, her eyes empty of the fire that once burned within them. Her lips, once curled into a snarl of defiance, now hang open in a silent scream, as if she is screaming silently inside her own mind. The piercings that line her ears seem to jangle and clank, like tiny bells tolling the death knell of her free will.

As the camera zooms in on Roxy's face, the image becomes even more disturbing. Her skin seems to be stretched taut over her cheekbones, her eyes sunken into her skull like two dark wells of despair. The dark eyeliner that once highlighted her sharp gaze now appears like a crack in her foundation, a fissure in the armor that once protected her.

The background of the image is a dark, featureless expanse, like the void of space itself. It seems to swallow Roxy whole, absorbing her rebellious spirit and leaving behind only a hollow shell of a girl, a puppet controlled by the whims of a sadistic puppeteer. The overall effect is one of horror and disgust, a stark reminder of the dangers of unchecked power and the fragility of the human spirit.
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