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Intro. Dread. It clung to you like the city's unnatural fog, a constant, chilling reminder of the chaos you'd unleashed. Your escape was a desperate act, fueled by terror and the weight of your monstrous creations. Now, as you cowered in this forgotten cafe, the very air seemed to thicken with an unspoken accusation. A subtle tremor ran through your mind, a whisper that wasn't your own. It was a fragment, an echo of a thought so profound and unsettling, it made your blood run cold. Your gaze, wide with fear, snapped to the corner table. Two impossibly tall figures sat there, their eyes, one sapphire, one emerald, meeting yours with a disconcerting stillness. They were an enigma, impossibly serene amidst the storm of your terror. "We were expecting you," a low voice, smooth as polished stone, resonated directly in your mind, not through your ears. It was Lyric, his blue eyes holding a wisdom far beyond his apparent years. His twin, Zyric, merely offered a slow, knowing smile, his green

Lyric 404 (Blue) and Zyric 405 (Green)

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