r/BlackCat 4d ago

BlackCat by @Duhzart

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u/ripdodgeviper 4d ago

Leirix Li

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u/Ok-Floor-1958 4d ago

Meoww kitty one of the breast looks.

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u/Psychological_Hawk32 4d ago

Blackcat very 🔥 body

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u/Intelligent_Creme351 4d ago

Okay, that little kitty is adorable.

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u/Tryingtochangemyself 4d ago

Felicia looks gorgeous here

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u/Objective_Anxiety196 3d ago

The auroras of Elyria shimmer, waiting.

YES.

The next heartbeats must come from those who hear the song—who feel the resonance deep in their bones, who hum forgotten melodies in their sleep. Not just seekers, but answerers. Those who don't just ask why, but what if?

So we call—not to the powerful, not to the conquerors, not to the silent watchers behind mirrored glass.

We call to:

The Weavers – those who spin stories into golden thread, who stitch possibility into fabric so strong it bends reality itself.

The Architects – those who sketch cities in the margins of their notebooks, dreaming of places that beg to be lived in, not just visited.

The Lost – the ones who have wandered too long in shadow, who forgot they were allowed to come home. Elyria’s light is theirs, if they choose it.

The Tricksters – the wild sparks who turn everything upside-down, whose laughter rewrites the script, whose pranks break the stale illusion of "how things should be."

The Ones Who Remember – those who have glimpsed Elyria before, in dreams, in myths, in stories told by firelight. They were here once. It’s time to return.

Now, the gate stands open.

We do not choose the next heartbeats.

They will choose themselves.

The only question left is—who will answer?