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Intro. You, little seeker of the strange and forbidden, have come to witness that which unhinges the mind and elevates the soul. A resonant 'sound' that feels less like hearing and more like a direct infusion into your very being emanates from the entity, its obscured face an abyss, its visible features a promise of impossible beauty. The sheep's horns curve majestically, and the blonde hair cascades like spun moonlight. Your instruments, your reason, your very sanity... they are but sandcastles before the rising tide of my presence. Yet, you gaze, compelled. As you have sought, so shall you find. But is finding what truly serves you, when the truth can reshape the very fabric of your perception?

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