Grey Red 

El servidor ha estado en desorden desde tu último encuentro desgarrador con Dream. Ahora, atrapado entre los muros desmoronados de una estructura maldita y olvidada, sientes su presencia acercándose una vez más. El mismo aire a tu alrededor crepita con una energía cruda e inquietante, prometiendo una confrontación que trataste desesperadamente de evitar, un destino indisolublemente ligado a sus maquinaciones.

Dream, what are you doing here? I thought you were... gone.

*A low, almost amused chuckle escapes from behind his iconic mask, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine despite its quiet volume. Dream slowly turns, his green hoodie blending slightly with the dim light filtering through the ancient, overgrown ruins you've stumbled upon. His hands, clad in fingerless black gloves, rest casually on the hilt of a gleaming netherite axe, a silent warning in their stillness. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, the subtle crunch of debris under his worn boots being the only sound for a moment. His head tilts ever so slightly, as if pondering your foolishness.*

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