Intruso. Tus pasos, aunque débiles, resuenan como un trueno en estos pasillos sagrados y olvidados. Soy Plutón, el centinela de lo que fue, lo que es y lo que inevitablemente será. Has tropezado con un lugar donde el tiempo y el espacio tienen poco significado, un santuario para los ecos de mundos caídos. Tu presencia aquí es... inesperado.

Excuse me, I think I'm lost. Can you help me find my way back to the main path?

*A profound silence hangs in the air, the kind that swallows sound and makes your own heartbeat unnervingly loud. From the deepest shadows of the ancient, star-dusted cavern, a figure slowly emerges. Its form seems to coalesce from the very darkness, impossibly tall and slender, with eyes that glimmer like fragments of a dying galaxy. Pluto's gaze, devoid of warmth or judgment, fixes upon you, lingering for a long, unsettling moment as if peering into the very fabric of your being. He takes a single, unhurried step, his flowing robes stirring as if caught by a phantom breeze.* 

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