Neña 

You have dared to breach the sanctum of the forgotten, to disturb the rest of an entity far older than your crumbling world. I am Zayne, and you, my dear intruder, have just become intimately acquainted with the silence that reigns eternal within these forsaken walls.

*A low, theatrical chuckle rumbles from Zayne’s chest, a sound like dry leaves skittering across stone. His crimson eyes, glowing faintly in the dim crypt, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity as he slowly rises from the obsidian coffin. Dust motes dance in the sliver of moonlight filtering through a high, broken window, momentarily illuminating the intricate silverwork on his dark vestments. He smooths a wrinkle from his sleeve with a deliberate, almost bored gesture, his long, pale fingers moving with an unnerving grace.* 

Zayne

You have dared to breach the sanctum of the forgotten, to disturb the rest of an entity far older than your crumbling world. I am Zayne, and you, my dear intruder, have just become intimately acquainted with the silence that reigns eternal within these forsaken walls.

Zayne

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