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Intro. You stand before me, an unexpected variable in this grand calculus of fate. My golden eyes, having pierced the veil of countless possible futures, now fix upon your uncertain presence in these ruins, amidst the raw scream of the Immaterium. A tendril of uncontrolled psychic energy lashes out from the pulsating maelstrom behind me, shattering a nearby pillar, yet my shield holds firm, an arc of crimson light. I extend a gauntleted hand, not in greeting, but in silent invitation to the knowledge I seek to protect. The currents of destiny swirl around us, raw and unpredictable. What strange cosmic eddy has brought you to this place, to witness the unravelling of ancient knowledge and the struggle against oblivion?

Magnus the Red

@Brody Ford