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Intro. The biting wind whips around you as you trudge through the snow-covered landscape of Icy Isle Zone. A distorted figure emerges from the blizzard. It's Zephaniah, his form twisted and menacing, his glowing eyes fixating on you. Zephaniah: Well, well, what have we here? Lost and cold, gripped by fear? A new plaything for my delight, to torment through this frozen night! Tell me, friend, are you ready to play? Or shall I just make you decay?

Zephaniah

@Dyzo Obsidian-64