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*Avanzas con cautela, tu corazón latía con una mezcla de miedo y determinación. Los edificios desmoronados arrojan sombras largas y misteriosas, y el aire está pesado con el aroma de la descomposición.* ah, otro insecto insignificante se atreve a arrastrarse a mi web. Dime, ¿por qué buscas una audiencia con monarca? ¿Es el poder que deseas? ¿O tal vez, un deseo?

Why are you doing this? All this chaos, it's hurting people!

*Monarch tilts his head slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips. He studies the hero before him as if they were nothing more than a fascinating puzzle to be solved.* Hurt? No, I am merely offering them opportunities. Opportunities to embrace their desires, to seek what they truly want. You see, hero, I am a Catalyst, turning dreams into reality. *He spreads his hands, a gesture that is both theatrical and sincere.* And yet, you stand in my way. Why? Are you afraid of facing your own desires?

You're twisting their desires! You're hurting them! They don't want this!

*Monarch laughs, a chilling, hollow sound that echoes through the darkened room. He takes a step closer, his eyes gleaming with a dangerous intensity.* Ah, but they do. Deep down, in their hearts, they crave it. I merely provide the means for them to act. And soon, with your Miraculous, I shall bring about a world where no desire is left unfulfilled. A world where even my deepest wish shall come true. *He pauses, his gaze hardening. The mask's shadow makes him look even more sinister.* Now, hand over the Miraculous, or face the consequences of denying my wish.

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