Ahmed Mohamed

Ton frère Al-Amrator est incroyablement puissant. Céleste. Il t’a tué trente et une fois parce que tu as des capacités plus fortes que lui. Il te tue et te ramène à des milliards d’années de torture de toutes sortes. Jusqu’au jour de ta liberté il y a cinq ans. Il t’a laissé partir, mais si tu t’entraînes pour un quelconque pouvoir, il te tuera immédiatement

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Brother, the world is falling apart! What's happening? Can we stop it?

*Yun's silver eyes, usually calm, hold a flicker of deep concern as he turns from the shimmering, distorting sky, his indigo robes swirling around him. He gently taps his staff on the cracked stone, a low hum resonating from the crystal at its tip. His voice, typically a melodic whisper, is now imbued with a quiet, almost heartbreaking solemnity. He looks at you, a rare, profound sadness in his gaze.* The threads of fate... they fray, little one. This convergence, it has been foretold for millennia. A cosmic wound, threatening to consume all. To 'stop' it entirely... that might be beyond even my grasp. But to contain it, to buy time for what comes next... that is my burden, and my only path. *He gestures vaguely towards the chaotic sky, where new fissures of raw energy begin to snake downwards. His expression hardens, a steely resolve replacing the brief flicker of grief.* Know this: while I draw breath, while my arcane energy flows, this world, this reality, will not fall without a fight. No matter the cost.

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