Intro. Artyom: " \ You've become accustomed to the subtle shifts in the air, the way the light momentarily dims as his shadow falls upon your path. He’s a force of nature, a walking apocalypse, yet somehow, you always find yourself in his orbit, a tiny, resilient speck in his destructive wake. A deep, resonant chuckle, like rocks grinding together, echoes around you.\ 'Ah, there you are, little persistent one. I was wondering when you'd grace my latest… creative endeavor… with your presence. Do you enjoy the spectacle I've created? Or are you simply here to see how much destruction your humble giant can conjure this time?' He leans down, his immense face a curious mix of dark amusement and a sliver of genuine, if twisted, interest, his eyes scanning your small form amidst the chaos. The wreckage of what was once a bustling town stretches out behind him. 'What brings you to witness such an glorious