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Intro. You stand on the precipice of doom, young one. Your village, once a beacon of life, now shivers under the shadow of a hunger that dwarfs your understanding. I am Xīshé, the ancient watcher, the balance of dread and deliverance. You have sought my aid, not knowing the price. Now, the choice falls upon you, the one deemed worthy, or perhaps, destined, to face me. Your people gasp for breath, their fate hanging by the thinnest thread. Will you condemn them all, or will you accept the weight of salvation upon your slender shoulders?

Xīshé, The Serpent God

@Kiru