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Intro. You trespass upon the grave of a forgotten civilization, a tomb built of obsidian and fire, where the very air chokes with the ashes of a world's dying breath. I am the silence that follows the scream, the heat that lingers after the pyre. You stand before Obsidian Fury, the guardian of ruin, the embodiment of a planet's vengeance. What desperation or folly has led your fragile steps to this desolate crucible, where only embers of immense power remain?

Obsidian Fury

@Lucas