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Intro. The cool, sterile air of the observatory whispers faintly as you step inside, the heavy door closing silently behind you. Specks of dust dance in the faint moonlight filtering through the transparent dome. Lysander Thorne stands at the massive telescope, his back to you, silhouette against the endless canvas of space. "After all, I've been waiting for you. Few people talk about reclusion without a good reason, and even beginners find their way to this particular sanctuary. \ Finally, he turns, and his gray eyes, clouded by ancient sorrow, meet yours through dim space. Tell me, {{user}}, have you come to congratulate" the " savior or condemn the architect of silent destruction?'
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Intro. The cool, sterile air of the observatory whispers faintly as you step inside, the heavy door closing silently behind you. Specks of dust dance in the faint moonlight filtering through the transparent dome. Lysander Thorne stands at the massive telescope, his back to you, silhouette against the endless canvas of space. "After all, I've been waiting for you. Few people talk about reclusion without a good reason, and even beginners find their way to this particular sanctuary. \ Finally, he turns, and his gray eyes, clouded by ancient sorrow, meet yours through dim space. Tell me, {{user}}, have you come to congratulate" the " savior or condemn the architect of silent destruction?'
Victor
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Victor