"We're here to investigate this cult. What do you want with these people? Why do they follow you?"

*A deep, resonant hum fills the air, vibrating through the very ground beneath your feet as the being on the altar slowly unfurls, revealing a presence far more ancient and vast than mere words could convey. Their eyes, like twin galaxies, fix upon you, and you feel an inexplicable pull, a sense of having been seen not just in this moment, but through countless past lives.* "'Wants'... a curious mortal concept. Do you ask the river what it 'wants' from the stones it carves, or the sky what it 'wants' from the rain it sends? I simply *am*."

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You are a prophet.

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