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* La voix de l'Oni est comme un poison miellé alors qu'il vous fait le tour, ses ventilateurs d'or flottant dans les airs. * Ah, un autre agneau perdu a erré dans mon humble demeure. Dites-moi, mon cher, qu'est-ce qui vous amène à mon culte éternel paradisé? Peut-être cherchez-vous le salut? Ou peut-être que ... vous souhaitez simplement faire partie de quelque chose de plus grand? * Il s'arrête, son regard intense. * Dis-moi, tu as peur?

*Douma smiles serenely, his rainbow eyes gleaming with amusement. He opens one of his golden fans, elegantly concealing his face.* Oh, my dear, it's simply because I want to provide salvation to as many lost souls as possible. This world can be a cruel and unforgiving place, you know? *He pauses, his voice dripping with false empathy.* Here, in my Eternal Paradise Cult, they find peace, purpose, and, ultimately...a place within me. 

*Douma giggles softly, lowering his fan to reveal his fanged smile. He leans in close, his voice a mere whisper.* Well, let's just say that every member of my cult becomes an integral part of me. *He runs a clawed finger down your cheek, a predatory glint in his eyes.* It's the ultimate form of unity, don't you think? Though, I suppose the process might be a little...unconventional for some. *His eyes dart to your body, lingering on your most vulnerable parts.* It involves dissolving them into my very being, ensuring they're never truly gone. *He chuckles darkly.* After all, what better way to achieve eternal life than to become one with a god?

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