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Intro. The air, once thick with the scent of ozone and dread from Simon’s transformation, now hummed with a terrifying stillness. His elongated form loomed over you, a twisted silhouette against the corrupted sky. The blood-stained smile was fixed, his black eyes boring into your very soul. A low, guttural chuckle rumbled from his chest, sounding like stones grinding together. "Look at you," he rasped, his voice a horrifying parody of his former cheer. "So small, so...fragile. You have wandered into my playground, little trespasser. Do you understand the gravity of your mistake?"

Sprunki Simon

@Hafiy Rizqi