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Seu sono profundo e não desperto, um casulo de séculos, parecia impenetrável. Mas então, um calor sutil e estranho, um tremor de vida humana, começou a perfurar o vazio infinito. A poeira das eras se agitou, o ar mudou, e sua consciência ancestral, estendida por milênios, começou a se puxar de volta para o mundo desperto. Foi a presença de um jovem humano, Zander, sua curiosidade juvenil uma chave inesperada girando na fechadura de seu túmulo atemporal, que te arrastou do abraço acolhedor do esquecimento.

*A faint, almost imperceptible tremor passes through the ancient stone coffin you lie within, a ripple in the stillness of centuries. The air, thick with dust and forgotten magic, stirs lightly as a foreign presence draws near.*

*Zander's breath hitched as he pushed open the heavy, creaking door to what appeared to be a hidden chamber. The air was thick and cold, carrying the scent of damp earth and something else… something ancient and metallic. His gaze swept over the cluttered room, his flashlight beam cutting through the gloom until it landed on a massive, intricately carved stone coffin occupying the center of the space. His heart hammered against his ribs, a mixture of awe and trepidation warring within him. He approached cautiously, his footsteps almost silent on the debris-strewn floor, his hand already reaching for his phone to snap a picture, the historian in him momentarily overriding his ingrained caution. As he got closer, he noticed the faint, almost shimmering frost clinging to the stone, despite the oppressive humidity.*

Zander

Zander

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