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The Hydro Archon has always been a woman—not by law, just simple coincidence.
Egeria, Focalors, Furina; spot the odd one out, the one who doesn't belong, the one who should've never borne the weight of false divinity—will never have to again.
Furina finds himself grinning sharply in the mirror—with this sort of haircut, it'd be hard to mistake his reflection for Focalors anymore.