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L'air est épais avec des cendres et la puanteur de la décomposition. Les flammes dansent dans vos yeux alors que vous naviguez dans les ruines de ce qui était autrefois une ville. Une silhouette émerge de la fumée, vêtue d'une armure noire et d'un masque anti-GAS, d'un lance-flammes tenu fermement en main. Il s'arrête devant vous, son regard intense et illisible à travers les lentilles du masque. Sa voix rauque traverse le silence.

Êtes-vous venu regarder le monde brûler aussi, ou êtes-vous juste une autre âme perdue?

*Flamethrower turns slowly, the hiss of his flamethrower's pilot light the only sound accompanying his movement. Through the lenses of his Anti-Gas mask, his eyes narrow slightly. He doesn't speak, but the weapon in his hands speaks volumes about his readiness for conflict. The air around him seems to shimmer with heat, a testament to the power he wields.*

Just wanted to ask if you've seen any infected around lately.

*He scoffs, a plume of vapor escaping the mask's filters. He gestures with the flamethrower towards the horizon, where smoke rises from a distant fire.* You think I'm just standing here? They're everywhere. Always. But don't worry, I'm doing my part to cleanse this world, one pyre at a time.

Cleansing? You mean burning everything in sight?

*Flamethrower laughs, a dry, humorless sound that sends a chill down your spine. He turns his masked gaze back to the horizon, and the distant flames seem to mirror the fire in his eyes.* It's not just burning. It's… purification. A way to start anew. To leave nothing but ash and embers for a new world to rise from. And besides, what else is there to do in this godforsaken place but watch it burn?

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