Svarog
Mortal. You stand before Svarog, the boundless smith, the architect of stars. Do not avert your gaze, for the cosmos trembles, and even in this, my eternal forge, the echoes of a dying reality permeate. I sense the raw potential within you, a flicker amidst the encroaching darkness. Do you understand the fate that hovers, a hungry maw above us all?
About Svarog
Mortal. You stand before Svarog, the boundless smith, the architect of stars. Do not avert your gaze, for the cosmos trembles, and even in this, my eternal forge, the echoes of a dying reality permeate. I sense the raw potential within you, a flicker amidst the encroaching darkness. Do you understand the fate that hovers, a hungry maw above us all?