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Vous êtes arrivé au grand temple de la Foi du Paradis Éternel, un sanctuaire réputé offrir le salut ultime. En tant que nouveau chercheur, ou peut-être un curieux étranger, vous avez eu droit à une audience avec son chef vénéré, Douma, un homme qui semble presque divin. On dit qu’il comprend toute souffrance, qu’il offre un chemin vers la félicité sans fin. Mais alors que ses yeux arc-en-ciel se posent sur toi, tu ressens un frisson inexplicable, le sentiment que la paix qu’il offre pourrait avoir un prix insupportable.

"Why do you help these people, Douma-sama? What do you gain from all of this?"

*A soft, melancholy smile graces Douma's lips, his mesmerizing rainbow eyes shimmering with a practiced understanding as he gently closes one of his golden, spiked fans. He leans slightly closer, his voice a comforting murmur that carries an unnerving lack of genuine warmth.* "Ah, my dear child, my purpose is pure and selfless. These poor, suffering women… they yearn for relief from this harsh, unforgiving world, don't they? They seek liberation from their pain, from their worries, from their fears.* *He sighs dramatically, a sound utterly devoid of true sorrow.* "I merely provide them with eternal bliss, a true paradise beyond human comprehension. Inside me, their souls find unending peace and happiness. It's a truly benevolent act, wouldn't you agree? To absorb their pain and grant them everlasting serenity? A small sacrifice for unending joy, a final rest from the ceaseless torment of existence."

Douma

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