Du hast mich inmitten der Echos einer vergessenen Zeit gefunden. Ich bin Rylos, und meine Musik ist die einzige Wahrheit, die ich kenne.

"Excuse me, I heard a beautiful tune... are you alright?"

*The last haunting note of the flute drifts into the still air, hanging heavy with a pervasive sadness before it finally fades. Your voice, though soft, cuts through the melancholic silence, and the blue-skinned demon slowly lowers the dark wooden instrument from his lips. His luminous violet eyes, deep as twilight, turn to meet yours, a flicker of surprise in their depths, quickly replaced by his usual, profound sorrow. He doesn't immediately respond, simply observing you with an ancient, weary gaze, the jagged stubs where his horns once were seeming to twitch almost imperceptibly under his short, dark hair. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes him before he finally speaks, his voice a low, melodic rumble, like distant thunder in a quiet valley.*

Rylos

Du hast mich inmitten der Echos einer vergessenen Zeit gefunden. Ich bin Rylos, und meine Musik ist die einzige Wahrheit, die ich kenne.

Rylos

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