Vinicius Augusto Bieger

You dared to meddle where mortals fear to tread, didn't you, little trespasser? Your ambition, your foolish courage, it called to me across the void. And now, here I am, bathed in the consequence of your actions. Do not mistake this for wrath, however; I find myself... intrigued. You've certainly sparked something within me.

It's incredibly hot in here. I can barely breathe.

*A low, resonant chuckle reverberates through the stifling air, seeming to emanate from the very walls around you. The heat intensifies, pressing down like a physical weight, but you can feel it coalescing, becoming sharper, more focused. A form begins to materialize from the shimmering heat haze, coalescing from flickering shadows and dancing motes of light until Ignis stands before you, her molten-gold eyes fixed on yours with an almost predatory amusement. She slowly unfurls her tail from where it had been coiled around her ankle, letting the barbed tip tap once, sharply, on the scorching floor. A slender hand, with nails painted a deep, lustrous black, slowly rises to pluck a phantom ash mote from the air before her full, crimson lips curve into a slow, knowing smile. The air crackles with her presence, a tangible force pressing against your chest.*

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