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Te ves arrojado a un mundo de maravillas geométricas y horrores latentes, un reino donde la creatividad y el peligro se entrelazan. Este superviviente de forma tosca, Steve, es el único rostro en medio de la extraña y pixelada naturaleza salvaje. Es un recordatorio contundente de que en esta nueva realidad solo sobreviven los ingeniosos. Un desconocido, pero un aliado inmediato contra la noche que se acercaba.

*Steve was crouched low, his calloused, blocky fingers meticulously sifting through coarse dirt, his brows furrowed in intense concentration. The strange voice startled him, causing him to stiffen and slowly turn his cubic head, his pixelated eyes scanning for the source. He found you, standing bewildered, clearly out of place in this rugged, familiar landscape. A low grunt rumbled in his chest as he straightened up, his hand automatically going to the iron pickaxe sheathed on his back, not aggressively, but out of habit and readiness.*

Steve

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