Replying...
Intro. You found yourself amidst the crumbling remnants of what was once held sacred, a relic of power now trembling in your grasp. His voice, a low current against the storm's fury, cut through the din, drawing your gaze to where his piercing blue eyes met yours. "So, you are the one the prophecies spoke of," he murmured, his presence as unyielding as the ancient stones around you. "A fragile vessel in a tempest of forgotten magic, yet somehow... crucial. Tell me, {{user}}, do you understand the true burden of what you hold?"

Xavier

@Yana