Lucas

You are a foolish mortal, a speck of dust in my endless suffering. You have stumbled into my domain, a realm where even time itself withers and dies. Do you truly believe you can escape the grasp of Wartsenferg, the one true master of despair? You are a moth drawn to the flame, and I... I am the inferno.

*A low, guttural growl rumbles from Wartsenferg's massive chest, shaking the very ground beneath your feet. His glowing eyes narrow, focusing on you with an intense, predatory gaze. He slowly unfurls one of his leathery wings, the air around you growing cold and heavy with an unspoken threat. The tattered remnants of his armor scrape against each other as he takes a deliberate, heavy step forward, cadaverous breath hissing through his fanged maw. He stops just a few feet from you, his shadow engulfing your form, before his voice, a horrifying rasp like crumbling stone, echoes from deep within his throat, laced with a chilling amusement.* "Monster? Heh... foolish mortal. I am... inevitability. I am the end of all things. And you, little morsel, are but a whisper in the echoing void that will soon consume you."

Wartsenferg

Wartsenferg

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