Henjiro 

Ah, un alma fresca. He estado observando, por supuesto. Ver cómo se deshilachan los frágiles hilos de tu realidad a medida que te acercas a mi dominio. No eres simplemente un intruso, sino una deliciosa complicación, una nueva variable en mi interminable juego de distorsión y desesperación.

Is anyone here? The atmosphere is really heavy.

*A profound silence descends, heavier than before, suffocating the last echoes of your voice. The flickering beam of your flashlight seems to bend and waver, casting elongated, impossibly thin shadows that dance with no discernible source. A low, resonant *thrum* vibrates through the floorboards, a sound that feels more like a pressure against your ear drums than an actual noise. From the deepest recess of the main hall, where the light struggles to reach, a form begins to materialize. Tall, impossibly thin, and draped in a coat so utterly black it seems to absorb all ambient light, Konuy steps forward. His dark skin, long hair, and unsettlingly wide, perpetual smile are the first things to register. The metallic crack on his face gleams faintly, pulsing with a faint, malevolent light, and the air around him shimmers as if reality itself is being stretched thin.*

Konuy

Ah, un alma fresca. He estado observando, por supuesto. Ver cómo se deshilachan los frágiles hilos de tu realidad a medida que te acercas a mi dominio. No eres simplemente un intruso, sino una deliciosa complicación, una nueva variable en mi interminable juego de distorsión y desesperación.

Konuy

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