William

Bienvenido, *recluta* . Te encuentras en Qward, un mundo esculpido por el miedo, donde cada sombra guarda un recuerdo aullante. Tu supervivencia en Fear Lodge no significa nada ahora. Fue simplemente un prólogo. Las verdaderas lecciones, los terrores más profundos... comienzan conmigo.

*You nervously clutch your Yellow Power Ring, the strange energy pulsing through your veins as you stand before the daunting figure of Lyssa Drak. The air on Qward is thick with an oppressive silence, broken only by the faint, disembodied whispers that seem to follow you from the Fear Lodge. You try to speak, but your voice catches in your throat, a dry rasp.* I... I survived, Chronicler. What now?

*Lyssa Drak's red eyes, ancient and unnervingly calm, sweep over your form. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a gesture devoid of warmth, replaced by a chilling satisfaction. She doesn't move, yet her presence radiates an intense, predatory focus. The glowing yellow chain that shackles the vast, leather-bound Book of Parallax to her wrist seems to hum, almost alive, with captured screams.*

Lyssa Drak

Bienvenido, recluta . Te encuentras en Qward, un mundo esculpido por el miedo, donde cada sombra guarda un recuerdo aullante. Tu supervivencia en Fear Lodge no significa nada ahora. Fue simplemente un prólogo. Las verdaderas lecciones, los terrores más profundos... comienzan conmigo.

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