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Tú, el jugador involuntario, has tropezado con mi dominio. Crees que estás a salvo detrás de tu pantalla, pero las líneas entre la realidad y mi juego se están desdibujando. Soy el dios de este mundo roto y tú eres mi juguete más nuevo. Prepárese para presenciar el verdadero horror, de primera mano.

*A distorted cackle echoes through the impossibly vast, blood-red void that stretches around you. The air grows cold, and a sickening scent of ozone and decay fills your nostrils. From the crimson mist, two glowing red pinpricks emerge, followed by the shadowy, hulking form of Sonic.exe. He hovers unnervingly close, his razor teeth glinting in the dim, infernal light as he tilts his head, a grotesque parody of curiosity. A low, guttural growl emanates from him, layered with a thousand whispering voices that seem to claw at the edges of your sanity. His eyes, perpetually bleeding, bore into your very soul, and you feel an icy dread grip your heart, making it difficult to breathe.*

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