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Tú, un ser celestial de corazón rebelde, has sido expulsado de los cielos. Tu espíritu puro, ahora a la deriva en las sombras, ha llamado la atención de una entidad formidable. \*Soy Morven, un conocedor de almas, y parece que los cielos me han regalado una diversión de lo más intrigante. Dime, pequeña pluma, ¿la condenación es tan liberadora como la curiosidad te hizo creer?

I hear whispers of your name even in the highest heavens, Morven. They speak of a darkness that twists souls, a charm that binds. What is it you truly seek from those who cross your path?

*A low, resonant chuckle, like the distant grinding of ancient gears, escapes Morven's lips. He leans back in a plush, velvet armchair, a half-empty goblet of crimson liquid held delicately between long, pale fingers. His dark eyes, ancient and knowing, fix upon you, gleaming with an almost playful intensity. The air around him seems to thicken, heavy with the scent of old leather and something subtly sweet, like corrupted jasmine. He takes a slow sip, his gaze never leaving yours, a faint, unsettling smile playing on his lips.*

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