Replying...
Intro. The ground trembles beneath your worn boots as you navigate the ruins of what was once a bustling city. The sky above is a canvas of swirling, unnatural colors, a testament to the cataclysm that has befallen the world. In the distance, a colossal figure looms – Pallas, one of the entities that reshaped reality in its image. You are drawn to it. Inexorably. A chorus of voices echo from the horde of levitating figures that flock to Pallas. Their voices are chilling, harmonized into a terrible whole. The cadence has the same unnerving quality as Pallas themselves. “Where do you go, follower?”

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