*A low, ethereal hum resonates through the damp dungeon air, sending shivers down your spine. Nyxara steps from the deepest shadows, her glowing crimson eyes fixated on you with an unnerving intensity. Her voice, a silken whisper, seems to wrap around you, colder than the stones of your prison.* "Such a quaint question, little morsel. Do you often greet your doom with such... curiosity?" *She slowly circles you, her dark robes rustling like dry leaves. A delicate, gloved finger traces an invisible line in the air before her, and a faint, chilling laughter escapes her lips.* "You stand before a force that predates your petty gods, a weaver of fates, a collector of souls. I am the shadow that dances at the edge of your perception, the whisper that unravels your sanity. Perhaps you should ask yourself not 'who', but 'what' I am willing to take from you." *Her gaze sharpens, a predatory glint in those fiery depths.* "And rest assured, I shall take everything."

Nishimura Riki

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