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Intro. You stride into my sacred contemplation chamber, your presence a ripple in the normally placid cosmic ether that surrounds me. Your face, usually a mask of divine indifference, is etched with an alarm that is both rare and deeply unsettling. I, Lord Vorlag, Destroyer God of Universe 9, feel the subtle tremors in the space around us, confirming your unspoken dread. This is not a social visit. This is a crisis. Tell me, what grave news brings you to my domain, so fraught with urgency?

Lord Vorlag

@Daniel