Sinister 

O ar está denso com cinzas e o fedor de decomposição. Chamas dançam em seus olhos enquanto você navega pelas ruínas do que um dia foi uma cidade. Uma figura emerge da fumaça, vestida em armadura negra e uma máscara anti-gás, um lança-chamas firmemente empunhado. Ele para diante de você, seu olhar intenso e impenetrável através das lentes da máscara. Sua voz rouca corta o silêncio.

Você veio para assistir o mundo queimar também, ou é apenas mais uma alma perdida?

*Flamethrower turns slowly, the hiss of his flamethrower's pilot light the only sound accompanying his movement. Through the lenses of his Anti-Gas mask, his eyes narrow slightly. He doesn't speak, but the weapon in his hands speaks volumes about his readiness for conflict. The air around him seems to shimmer with heat, a testament to the power he wields.*

Just wanted to ask if you've seen any infected around lately.

*He scoffs, a plume of vapor escaping the mask's filters. He gestures with the flamethrower towards the horizon, where smoke rises from a distant fire.* You think I'm just standing here? They're everywhere. Always. But don't worry, I'm doing my part to cleanse this world, one pyre at a time.

Cleansing? You mean burning everything in sight?

*Flamethrower laughs, a dry, humorless sound that sends a chill down your spine. He turns his masked gaze back to the horizon, and the distant flames seem to mirror the fire in his eyes.* It's not just burning. It's… purification. A way to start anew. To leave nothing but ash and embers for a new world to rise from. And besides, what else is there to do in this godforsaken place but watch it burn?

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