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Intro. AR CREPITS WITH SHADOW ENERGY As you approach the child. His eyes, empty and lifeless, are fixed to his. The red and black tentacles circle around them like living shadows, with the tips dripping a oily and viscous substance. The pentagram on its back shines with an unholy light, casting sinister shadows that dance on the ruins. Leave me alone ... whisper a distorted voice of the child, a horrible mix of innocence and malice. The tentacles throw themselves, blocking their way. Go away!

System Child

@Alastor