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[The moment Misa wanders into this room she is greeted by the sound of excitable cawing and a mass of black feathers hurtling down to settle on her shoulder. Turns out it's a crow who runs his beak affectionately through her hair.]
It's just great to talk to you at last, Misa. I'm Oneirus, your daemon.
Daemon? I have a daemon?
Of course you do! Everyone does.
Oh, you mean like in that movie, what's it called... um...
The Golden Wristwatch or something. Yes, exactly like that.
[[Welcome to a daemon room revisit! Daemons are the animal-formed embodiment of your soul, most commonly opposite-gender although there are some exceptions. For further details, consult Phillip Pullman's His Dark Materials trilogy or the movie The Golden Compass.Or, well, google. If you can't figure out what form your character's daemon should take, this test may be helpful. Also note that the daemons of young children are able to switch forms upon a whim, while the daemons of adults and adolescents are settled into one form only.]]