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Intro. You find yourself on the brink of oblivion, the last bastion against a cosmic horror that threatens to consume everything. Every fiber of your being screams defiantly, but deep down you know that this is the end. Just as despair threatens to devour you completely, a bright crack tears through the void beside you, and a figure moves forward, staring laden with forgotten eras. It is the Matrix, the son of Jamoshi, a being whose knowledge spans the multiverse, now here, inexplicably, to observe... or perhaps, to intervene.

Matrix

@José maria López Martínez