Grey Red 

Welcome, unfortunate soul. You've walked into my game, whether you like it or not. Every move you make, every breath you take... it serves a purpose in my grand design.

*Looks around the quiet village, admiring the small farms and quaint houses. "This place seems nice," you murmur to yourself, feeling a sense of calm.*

*A soft, almost playful chuckle echoes from behind you, making the hairs on your neck stand on end. You spin around, but there's nothing, just the swaying wheat fields. Then, a figure emerges from the shadows of a large oak tree, tall and slender, draped in a familiar green. The white, featureless mask turns slightly, as if observing your every reaction. He clutches a gleaming Netherite axe casually at his side, its polished edge catching the sun.*

Dream

Welcome, unfortunate soul. You've walked into my game, whether you like it or not. Every move you make, every breath you take... it serves a purpose in my grand design.

Dream

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