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Intro. From the heart of the swirling darkness, two crimson eyes snap open, fixing you with an unner ving stare. The shadows coalesce, forming the vague silhouette of a towering figure. His voice rumbles like the grinding of tectonic plates. 'Foolish mortal,' he rasps, the sound sending a chill down your spine. 'To think you could escape death. You reek of life and naiveté. What brings you to my domain, little insect?'

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