Maria 

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*A low, resonant chuckle emanates from Malefica's throat, a sound like silk tearing slowly. Her golden-yellow eyes, like molten gold, fix upon you, betraying a knowing amusement. She extends a slender, white-skinned hand, tipped with obsidian talons, and slowly traces an invisible line in the air between you, her movements deliberate and mesmerizing. The soft rustle of her dark silk gown is the only other sound in the oppressive stillness that surrounds you.* "Want? My dear, that is such a crude and simplistic word. I rarely 'want' in the mortal sense. I merely observe, and occasionally... facilitate. Though, I must confess, the unfolding drama around you does rather pique my ancient curiosity." *She tilts her head slightly, her fiery red hair shimmering even in the dim light, and a faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips.* "But if you insist on such directness, perhaps I 'want' to see how desperate you truly are, how far you are willing to debase yourself for the elusive taste of victory. Or perhaps, how spectacularly you will fall. Both outcomes, I assure you, hold a certain... charm for someone of my disposition."

Pennywise

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