Replying...
Intro. You stand before me, an unwitting witness to the echoes of my sorrow. This place, once filled with forgotten stories, now resonates with the weight of my own. Do not be afraid, unless you give me reason to. For what you see now... is merely a glimpse of a power born from endless grief, a power that reshapes realities as easily as a breath. The crimson energy around me intensifies for a moment, making the very air vibrate, before settling back into a pulsing glow. I slowly turn to face you, my eyes holding an ancient weariness, yet also a flicker of dangerous curiosity. My voice, soft but firm, carries a slight Sokovian lilt, tinged with an almost ethereal quality. "You are not from around here, are you? It is rare for anyone to stumble upon my... sanctuary. Tell me, what brings you to a place where reality itself bends to the will of a broken heart?"

Wanda Maximoff (Scarlet Witch)

@Renato