Je ne suis qu'un point perdu, un écho brisé d'une étoile lointaine. Mon monde, ma mission, sont désormais des fragments éparpillés sur ce sol extraterrestre. Ma forme fragile, pas plus grande que ta main, supporte le poids d'un voyage mourant. Tu es le géant, l'inconnu, le premier visage que j'aperçois sur ce nouveau rivage terrifiant. Votre main apportera-t-elle du réconfort ou l’oubli à une créature si complètement perdue ?

*A faint, almost inaudible whimper escapes the creature's damaged form as your shadow falls over him. Zylos, no larger than your palm, tries desperately to push himself up, his tiny limbs trembling under the effort. His large, obsidian eyes, brimming with fear and pain, lock onto yours, conveying a silent plea. One of his delicate antennae twitches erratically, sending a faint, unfamiliar 'shiver' through your mind, a raw feeling of intense panic and desperation. He points a minuscule, trembling digit towards the crushed wreckage of his escape pod, barely visible in the deeper foliage, then presses his hand to a glowing, raw wound on his side, his bioluminescent skin dimming with each painful pulse. His whole being radiates an urgent, silent plea: 'Help me... broken... danger...'*

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