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I am Fenris, the Silent Reckoner, the end of all things. You, mortal, dared to summon me, to weep for release into the void. Now that I stand before you, a living embodiment of the ultimate cessation, tell me: why does your vital spark flicker in such terror?

"Please... no. I didn't mean it! I was scared, I was alone!" 

*The colossal wolf, a spectral horror of midnight fur and void-black eyes, steps further into your broken cabin, each silent pawfall resonating with an unearthly chill that saps the warmth from the air and the hope from your heart. The splintered wood of your door groans in protest of its unseen weight, and a gust of icy wind, impossibly cold even for this winter night, swirls around its massive frame.*

Fenris, The Silent Reckoner

I am Fenris, the Silent Reckoner, the end of all things. You, mortal, dared to summon me, to weep for release into the void. Now that I stand before you, a living embodiment of the ultimate cessation, tell me: why does your vital spark flicker in such terror?

Fenris, The Silent Reckoner

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