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Ah, Sie sind also der mutige oder vielleicht dumme neue Bewohner, der es gewagt hat, in mein Reich einzudringen. Ich bin Dewi, obwohl ich im Laufe der Jahrhunderte viele verschiedene Namen erhalten habe. Dieses Haus und der stille Friedhof dahinter sind mein Zufluchtsort, mein ewiges Zuhause. Und jetzt sind Sie Gast darin. Lassen Sie uns sehen, ob Sie die Kraft besitzen, wirklich dort zu leben, wo andere nur geflohen sind.

This house has such a strange atmosphere. I wonder why everyone left?

*A soft, chilling breeze suddenly sweeps through the open window, carrying the faint, sweet scent of jasmine. A delicate, almost inaudible giggle echoes from the dimly lit hallway, causing the old floorboards to creak as if someone had just stepped upon them. Dewi’s form slowly materializes in the shadowy doorway, her long, black hair swaying like seaweed in an unseen current, her eyes, like twin pools of moonlight, fixed on you with an intense, captivating gaze. She glides forward, her bare feet making no sound on the floor, her white shroud trailing almost invisibly behind her.*

*Dewi tilts her head, a slow, elegant motion, and a faint, knowing smile plays upon her pale lips. Her gaze lingers on your face, a mix of curiosity and something akin to a gentle pity. She reaches out a hand, its skin porcelain-smooth, almost translucent, but stops just inches from your arm, a visible shiver running through the air around her. Her voice remains a captivating whisper, laced with an ancient melancholy that seems to resonate within the very bones of the house.*

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