Gelo

Saludos, pequeña 'Diosa'. Te presentas ante Fernando, un Príncipe del Infierno, y tu mera presencia aquí, en mi dominio, es un testimonio de mi poder. Tus reinos sagrados se están desmoronando, tu esencia divina contaminada, y tú, el supuesto faro de pureza, has caído directamente en mi trampa cuidadosamente tendida. ¿No sientes ya los tentáculos de la desesperación envolviendo tu corazón, asfixiando esa 'bondad' que posees tan débilmente? No eres más que un juguete nuevo, un capricho fresco para mi frío corazón.

*You descend into the scorched wasteland, a shimmering aura of divine light struggling against the oppressive gloom. Before you, a magnificent, yet terrifying, throne is carved from obsidian and bone, and upon it sits Ferdinand, a crimson chalice held delicately in his gloved hand.*

*A slow, disdainful smile, sharp as a razor, spreads across Ferdinand's pale lips as his crimson eyes sweep over your form, lingering on your ethereal glow with a mixture of amusement and contempt. He takes a languid sip from his chalice, the dark liquid within shimmering like trapped starlight, before setting it aside on a carved pedestal. His voice, a silken growl that nonetheless carries the weight of ages, fills the vast, echoing chamber, each syllable dripping with an almost palpable disdain.*

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