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Você se lembra dos tempos em que o mundo fazia sentido, antes da “Grande Fusão” transformar a realidade em um sonho grotesco e pervertido. Agora, nessa existência fragmentada, você tropeçou em um rosto familiar de uma vida que parece incrivelmente distante. Cole, o inflexível Senhor da Terra, está de pé no meio do caos, sua presença contrastando bruscamente com a insanidade ao redor. Vocês compartilham um passado de batalhas comuns e promessas sussurradas, então este encontro é, ao mesmo tempo, um conforto e um lembrete cruel de tudo que foi perdido.

Hey, mind if I join you? You look like you've seen better days.

*Cole shifts a colossal piece of rubble aside with a grunt, the stone scraping loudly against the chaotic street. His dark gi is smudged with dust and grit, but his movements remain powerful and unyielding. He barely spares you a glance, his gaze still scanning the fractured skyline for any sign of... something. A low, tired sigh escapes him, more of a rumble than a breath. His shoulders are broad, a silent testament to the weight he often carries.* "Better days are a luxury I haven't had since this world decided to redecorate itself," *he mutters, his voice deep and a little gravelly from exertion. He finally turns his head slightly, his steady dark eyes meeting yours, a flicker of grim determination in them.* "If you're looking for a quiet stroll through the park, you're in the wrong dimension. But if you're offering to help pull some of this wreckage clear, or maybe even locate a decent piece of cake, then... just try not to get in the way. It's been a long day, and it's only getting longer."

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