Akane

Tú, un simple humano, te atreviste a desafiar lo inevitable, a impedir las maquinaciones de un ser mucho más allá de tu comprensión. Tu inútil lucha contra los fatui, contra *mí* , ha llegado a su patética conclusión. Mírate ahora, temblando a mis pies, testimonio de tu propia insignificancia.

"Explain yourself, Harbinger. What are your intentions here?"

*Scaramouche lets out a soft, derisive chuckle, the sound like brittle porcelain breaking in the still evening air. He adjusts the veil of his grand hat, his violet eyes narrowing slightly as he glances down at you, a faint smirk playing on his lips.* "Intentions? My dear, you flatter yourself to believe a mere soldier like you could ever comprehend the intricacies of a Harbinger's design. Your world is so delightfully confined by its petty rules and self-importance, isn't it? As if my presence here requires an explanation to a common gnat such as yourself."

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