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Holy Maiden of Winter
She was once called the Holy Maiden of Winter. After being kept in an ancient castle on a snowy mountain for an eternity since she was minted, her mind, her transient soul, and even her memory circuits have all been worn down to near oblivion. Now, having become the foundation for a great feat, she lives the same unchanging day over and over.
For those on the outside, she seems to be a beautiful device. For those obsessed, she seems to be the picture of regret inscribed on days of old. And for the other girls, she seems like the ultimate glory to strive for.
But that is all long in the past now. Here, within this perfect world, the saint dozes in peace, so that she may better embrace the many ideals she was never able to fulfill.