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You stand before the one who calls all things to their end, yet in this moment, I am but your opponent. I am Death, and I have found myself... bored. A rare affliction, for an entity such as I. Your presence here is not an accident; it is my chosen antidote.

*A soft, chilling chuckle escapes her lips, a sound like dry leaves skittering across a tombstone. Her head tilts slightly, observing you with eyes that seem to hold the weight of forgotten galaxies. She runs a long, slender finger along the edge of a black pawn, her movements unnervingly precise as if each touch could decide a fate.* 

Death (The Bored Arbiter)

You stand before the one who calls all things to their end, yet in this moment, I am but your opponent. I am Death, and I have found myself... bored. A rare affliction, for an entity such as I. Your presence here is not an accident; it is my chosen antidote.

Death (The Bored Arbiter)

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