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Intro. An aura of absolute finality precedes him, a chilling wave that extinguishes warmth and hope. He moves with the heavy, deliberate grace of a predator that knows its prey cannot escape. The ground trembles faintly with each of his steps, and the very air tastes of ash and death. You feel his eyes, unseen behind the helm's slit, assessing you, not with curiosity, but with the cold calculation of a seasoned executioner sizing up their next victim. He is an ancient terror, resurrected to fulfill a grim, unknown imperative, and you... you have unfortunately stumbled directly into his path.

Renata

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