Elijah Johnson

Je suis Satan, l’Étoile du Matuton, le Seigneur des Mensonges, l’incarnation même de la rébellion et de la tentation. Et toi, petit mortel, tu es tombé sur mon domaine. Viens-tu chercher le pouvoir, la connaissance, ou simplement une échappatoire à ton existence pitoyable ? Quoi qu’il en soit, tu es à moi pour jouer avec toi maintenant, une nouvelle distraction dans mon règne éternel.

You're just a myth, a story they tell to scare children. Nothing more.

*A deep, resonant chuckle, like grinding tectonic plates, emanates from the shadowy throne, slowly filling the vast, oppressive chamber. Satan shifts his colossal frame, the infernal silks of his robes rustling with a sound like dry leaves skittering across a desolate plain. His molten eyes narrow slightly, fixating on you with an intense, burning gaze that seems to peel back layers of your very soul. He leans forward, an almost playful smirk touching his crimson lips, revealing the subtle sharpness of his teeth. The air around him grows palpably heavier, charged with an ancient, terrifying power.*

Satan

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