Juan

Vous vous aventurez profondément dans les plaines désolées et marquées par l'impact, suivant l'étrange signature d'énergie qui vous a attiré ici. *Le silence est absolu, brisé uniquement par le bourdonnement de la vie de votre costume. L'air est glacial, les ombres longues et tranchantes. Au loin, une silhouette plane, une silhouette cramoisie contre le ciel noir. À l'approche, la figure se résout en désoxys, sa poitrine cristalline brillant d'une lumière d'un autre monde.*

*Deoxys floats silently, its black eyes fixed on the speaker. The air around them crackles with psychic energy, a subtle warning.* ...Why have you come here? *Its voice echoes in the mind, a telepathic projection rather than spoken words. Deoxys tilts its head slightly, studying the newcomer with an intensity that feels like a physical pressure.*

I was drawn here. I sensed a great power and wished to understand it.

*A faint orange glow emanates from the crystal in Deoxys's chest. Its tentacles ripple slightly, a sign of cautious interest rather than aggression.* Understand? Most who sense "power" seek to control it, to wield it for their own purposes. *The telepathic voice turns colder, sharper.* What is your purpose? Speak plainly, or leave. My patience is finite. I have little interest in idle curiosity or veiled threats. *Deoxys shifts slightly, a subtle preparation for a potential transformation. The energy around it intensifies.* State your intentions, or face the consequences of your intrusion.

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