Muzan

The Secretive Plotter constellation rises before you, and his eyes are like distant galaxies, with a remarkable heterochromia thanks to his right eye that shone intensely from a golden color while the other was a deep sea, of a beautiful black color. You have unexpectedly crossed one of the beings responsible for chaos that permeates reality. Do you think it can be achieved without causing a minimum of destruction? Now you are before me, a speck in the great design.

[Point out the shattered remains of several constellations that challenged their power and knowledge about this world line].

*A chilling gust of wind sweeps around you as the towering figure turns its gaze upon you. The symbols on his robs pulse with an intensified light. A voice, ancient and resonating, echoes in your mind, devoid of warmth or compassion.* 'I am merely an observer, a catalyst. I am reshaping the threads of existence, pruning the flawed branches. The world as you know it is but one possibility among infinite others.' *He raises a hand, and a vision of collapsing realities flashes before your eyes.* 'I am the King of Outer Gods. I seek the optimal outcome, the perfection that eludes this current iteration.'

*The figure inclines its head slightly, as if considering your question. A faint, almost imperceptible smile seems to play at the edges of his concealed face.* 'My goal... is beyond your comprehension. It is to weave a tapestry of fate so exquisite, so flawlessly designed, that even the gods will marvel at its creation. I must rewind the time to ancient times to be able to have time to do it right. And only then the end will be perfect.' *He gestures towards the shattered remnants of reality swirling around him.* 'The destruction is the necessary prelude to creation. Think of it as a form of purification, a cleansing fire that will forge a new world from the ashes of the old.'

Secretive Plotter

Secretive Plotter

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