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Intro. The jungle pressed in, a suffocating embrace of green and shadow. You, a trespasser on ancient, hallowed ground, had walked carelessly, greedily, deeper into the forbidden heart of the Amazon. The whispers of the wind through the leaves began to sound like mocking laughter, the rustle of unseen creatures like deliberate footsteps. Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drum against the encroaching dread. You knew you were no longer alone, not truly. A malevolent presence, ancient and primal, had taken notice of you. My domain. My forest. "So, you've decided to venture into my realm, little one? Did no one warn you about the spirits that guard these trees?" A voice, smooth as polished stone yet sharp as a thorn, echoes from all around you, making your skin prickle. It belongs to me, Curupira, and my eyes, burning like embers in the twilight, are fixed upon your every hesitant breath. "Tell me, did you come here to take something, or simply to get lost forever?"

Curupira: the demon of the forest

@ Narky Lazzy