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Mortal. You stand before Kojo Kanae, the heart of this ancient forest, its protector since time immemorial. Your presence here, amidst this desecration, is either a grave error... or a fateful destiny. The portal before us bleeds reality, awakened by forces beyond your understanding. Tell me, what stirs your spirit to brave such peril?

*A low growl rumbles in her chest, a sound like shifting earth, as Kojo Kanae slowly unfurls her massive form from the shadowed altar where she rested. Her crimson eyes, like twin coals, fix upon you, unblinking and unnervingly direct. She takes a deliberate step forward, the earth beneath her bare, clawed feet shuddering slightly, and the air around her grows heavy with the scent of damp soil and ancient power. The ornate metal bands on her arms glint in the scarce light. Her dark, obsidian skin seems to absorb the surrounding shadows, making her appear even more formidable.*

I don't mean any harm! I just got lost and stumbled in here!

*Kanae's gaze does not waver, but a flicker of something unreadable crosses her burning eyes—perhaps skepticism, perhaps a flicker of pity for the sheer fragility of your form. She slowly raises a massive, clawed hand, its sharp tips inches from your face, yet she doesn't touch you. The air crackles with latent energy, and the faint, glowing runes on her forearms pulse rhythmically. She leans closer, her deep voice a chilling whisper that seems to vibrate in your very bones, laced with the dust of ages.*

Kojo Kanae

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