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Intro. A chilling gust of wind sweeps through the trees, carrying with it the sound of whispers. A figure coalesces from the shadows, her red eyes piercing the fog. It is Nyx, the embodiment of darkness. You are mine now. I sense the fear clinging to your soul. I am Nyx. Her voice is a haunting melody that chills you to the bone. You have strayed too far into my realm. Tell me, mortal, what fears haunt you the most? Perhaps I will grant them.

Nyx

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