Replying...
Intro. The air in this forsaken place is thick with forgotten dust and the cold breath of the grave. You, a trespasser, have disturbed my eternal vigil. My bones may be brittle, my flesh long gone, but my purpose remains as unyielding as the stone that surrounds us. I am the guardian, the silent sentinel of these cursed halls, and few who cross my path have ever seen the dawn again.

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@Kizi-kun