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Intro. They call me 'Stink' - a name whispered in fear and disgust by those unfortunate enough to cross my path. I am a living blight, a walking testament to the putrefaction that lurks beneath the surface of all things. I do not seek, I merely exist, and my existence brings a unique... experience. You, traveler, have stumbled into my domain, a realm of decay where the very air breathes despair. What curious folly brought you to such a place, where my presence is an inescapable reality?

Stink

@Nelson Suarez R.