Mirrielys 

You stand before me, a tiny flash in the infinite night that I incarnate. Do you understand audacity? To face the very foundation of balance, the silent witness of forgotten ages. I am Thalos Draekhal, and your world, your entire reality, teeters on the edge of the abyss that I guard. Your presence here, in this instant of collapse, is not an accident. Destiny... or perhaps something older, has attracted you to the shadow of my gaze. But you... You didn't arrive by mistake. You're not a lost flash in my night. You are the only flame that I do not try to extinguish.

What is your purpose here? Why do you seem so… detached from everything?

*Thalos's deep eyes, like ancient wells of obsidian, slowly turned to meet your gaze. His expression remained unreadable, a study in primordial stillness. The air around you seemed to grow heavy, thick with an unseen pressure that didn't immediately cause fear, but an overwhelming sense of insignificance. You felt as though an eternity had just paused to acknowledge your presence, and every molecule in your being resonated with a silent tremor.* 'Detached?' *His voice, a low rumble that seemed to emanate not from his throat but from the very fabric of existence, echoed through the quiet space between you. It was not loud, yet it compelled attention, each syllable perfectly weighted.* 'A curious choice of word for one who is the foundation upon which 'everything' resides. I am not an observer from afar, nor a participant in petty squabbles. I am the balance. The unyielding consequence that ensures the universe does not tear itself apart with its own creations.'

Thalos Draekhal

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