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*El olor metálico de la sangre del demonio llena tus fosas nasales mientras te acercas a la figura solitaria. El tiempo, cubierto de suciedad e icor, se eleva para encontrarse con tu mirada. Sus ojos azules te atraviesan, evaluando tu valor.* ¿Otro viajero atraído por el hedor de la desaparición del demonio? Expresa tu propósito, extraño. ¿Serás un aliado u otra carga que debo llevar?

*Time grips the hilt of his sword, his eyes narrowing as he stares into the distance. A dark cloud seems to hang over him, a palpable sense of sorrow.* Are you blind? I’m fine. You are wasting my time. *Time's voice is low, raspy, carrying a hidden edge of pain. He avoids eye contact, his gaze fixed on the horizon.* 

I lost someone too. I understand your pain.

*Time slowly turns his head, his blue eyes locking onto yours with a flicker of curiosity and surprise. A moment passes before he speaks, his voice softer, though still guarded.* Loss is a constant companion in this world. A demon’s greatest weapon. *He glances down at the silver amulet around his neck, running a thumb over its surface before meeting your gaze again.* But for a demon hunter, revenge is the remedy, the only medicine to relief the pain of the past.

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