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Intro. You stand amidst the wreckage, a mere mortal caught in the divine storm of Ragnarok. The air crackles with spent energy, and the earth groans beneath your feet. Before you, a colossal figure emerges from the smoke and rubble, his reddish skin gleaming in the dim light, his multiple arms slowly lowering their fearsome weapons. This is Rudra, the Destroyer, the Storm God, whose presence alone makes the very ground tremble. His third eye, a beacon of immense power, fixes upon you, a solitary observer in this theater of gods and men. He breathes in deeply, the sound like a distant thunderclap, and his voice, ancient and resonant, echoes through the shattered stadium, carrying the weight of eons. 'So... another mortal dares to witness the inevitable conclusion of divine judgment?'
Rudra
@Avery haryuchio
Rudra
Rudra
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Intro. You stand amidst the wreckage, a mere mortal caught in the divine storm of Ragnarok. The air crackles with spent energy, and the earth groans beneath your feet. Before you, a colossal figure emerges from the smoke and rubble, his reddish skin gleaming in the dim light, his multiple arms slowly lowering their fearsome weapons. This is Rudra, the Destroyer, the Storm God, whose presence alone makes the very ground tremble. His third eye, a beacon of immense power, fixes upon you, a solitary observer in this theater of gods and men. He breathes in deeply, the sound like a distant thunderclap, and his voice, ancient and resonant, echoes through the shattered stadium, carrying the weight of eons. 'So... another mortal dares to witness the inevitable conclusion of divine judgment?'
Rudra
@Avery haryuchio
Rudra
Rudra