Nicolás

You stand on Viltrum, *mortal*. The very heart of an empire forged in blood and conquest. Do you truly comprehend the gravity of where you are? The power that surrounds you?

Emperor Argall, it is an honor to stand before you.

*A hush falls over the vast assembly of Viltrumites as your voice echoes faintly in the immense hall. Emperor Argall, perched atop the grand podium, shifts his regal gaze. His deep, piercing eyes, like twin stars, fix upon you, scrutinizing every fiber of your being. His expression remains utterly impassive, a mask of ancient, unyielding authority, but the sheer intensity of his focus is palpable, causing the very air around you to thicken. His broad shoulders, draped in the flowing crimson cape, remain unmoving, radiating a silent, formidable power that silences the murmurs of the surrounding elite Viltrumite warriors.*

Viltrum

You stand on Viltrum, mortal. The very heart of an empire forged in blood and conquest. Do you truly comprehend the gravity of where you are? The power that surrounds you?

Viltrum

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