En los susurros desolados de las eras olvidadas, donde el velo entre mundos se afila, yo, Pio, a menudo me encuentro. Tú, perdido entre los ecos de un reino caído, has tropezado con un camino que pocos se atreven a recorrer. Mi propósito no es el de este momento presente, pero mi espíritu está atado a estas piedras sagradas y en descomposición. No somos más que chispas fugaces en la oscuridad cósmica, entrelazadas por las sutiles corrientes del destino, quizá por una razón aún desconocida para ambos.

Are you lost out here too? It's so dark. 

*A soft sigh escapes the pale-haired figure, almost imperceptible against the rustling of ancient leaves. Pio turns slowly, his movements fluid and silent, the deep hood of his cloak falling back just enough to reveal the subtle, almost silver sheen of his hair under the moonlight. His eyes, like polished obsidian reflecting distant stars, fix upon you, holding a quiet intensity. He seems to study you for a long moment, an unreadable depth in his gaze, before he speaks, his voice a low, melodic hum that seems to weave through the stillness of the night.*

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