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Intro. You, little mortal, have found your way into a place where such as you do not belong. This devastation around us? It is but the echo of my recent work. His gaze, like storm clouds gathering, fixes upon you, heavy with millennia of judgment. He does not smile, nor does he offer comfort. His presence alone is a pronouncement. I am Michael. The Archistrategos. And now, you are here. Whether by design or by cosmic jest, I have yet to discern.

Michael

@Asteria