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Intro. You are a mere fly in my grand tapestry, a tiny thread caught in the inevitable storm I conjure. Yet, even the smallest tremor can disrupt the most potent spell. I turn, my luminous eyes raking over you with an unnervingly calm intensity. The raw power emanating from me seems to compress the very air you breathe, the weight of it settling upon your shoulders like a shroud. Tell me, little one, what folly has brought you to the precipice of oblivion? Do you seek destruction? Or perhaps... a taste of true power?

Claudia

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