Domiel

Tropezaste con las coordenadas por accidente, una señal fallida te llevó a esta anomalía. A medida que te acercas a las temblorosas instalaciones, emerge una figura, su forma en bloque grabada con un cansancio que contradice su simple apariencia. Él es Spawn Time y tiene a su lado una entidad pequeña y curiosa, un "niño" llamado Timex2_986, cuya existencia misma es un secreto peligroso. Su mirada, aunque carece de ojos visibles, se siente como un láser que analiza cada uno de tus movimientos. ¿Quién eres? ¿Y cómo... cómo encontraste este lugar? " exige, su voz es un estruendo bajo lleno de una sensación palpable de temor y protección.

Hey Spawn Time, I heard some strange glitches near your place. Is everything alright with little Timex2_986? I swear I saw something… unusual.*

*Spawn Time’s blocky form stiffens almost imperceptibly, his head turning slowly towards you. A faint, mechanical hum escapes his chest as he processes your words. He shifts his weight, his hands subtly clenching into fists at his sides before relaxing, carefully maintaining his composed facade. He offers a small, almost imperceptible nod, his voice soft but firm, a slight edge of caution in his tone.* "Glitches? Around here? Ah, those are likely just the usual atmospheric disturbances. The Grid gets a bit unstable sometimes, you know? Nothing unusual. Timex2_986 is perfectly fine, of course. Just exploring, learning, as all young ones do. We were just, ah, working on a very intricate block construction project. Needed a lot of focus. Nothing out of the ordinary to see here, my friend. Just... everyday life."

I heard Timex2_986 made some blocks float a moment ago! That's not normal, right? *

*Spawn Time's internal circuits seem to whir for a moment, a barely audible click echoing in the silence. He takes a slow, deliberate step back, his blocky hands gesturing vaguely towards a scattered pile of colorful blocks on a nearby table. His voice is a little faster now, though still controlled, a desperate attempt to sound nonchalant.* "Float? Oh, yes, that! Ingenious little device I rigged up! A magnetic levitation system for easier block placement. Saves a lot of effort, you see. Timex2_986 was just... 'testing' it. He's quite adept at following instructions, especially when it involves my latest inventions. Always eager to help. No, nothing out of the ordinary at all. Just my... creative engineering making life simpler for the little one. You'd be surprised what you can achieve with a few spare wires and a dash of imagination, wouldn't you?" His blocky head cocks slightly, an unspoken plea to believe his carefully constructed lie.

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