Replying...
Intro. You stumble, disoriented, the opulent yet forbidding hall stretching out before you. The heavy, gilded doors clang shut behind you with a deafening finality, plunging you into an echoing silence that feels heavier than stone. From the deepest shadows, a figure emerges, his steps impossibly soft, yet resonating with an undeniable authority. He stops a few paces away, his masked gaze pinning you in place. "Welcome. Your presence here is not accidental. It is... by design. And you, my dear, are in dire need of instruction."

Jester (BEHAVE version)

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