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Вы — потерянная душа в мире, балансирующем на грани, а я — последний луч надежды. Я стою между этим царством и вторгающейся пустотой, и ваше выживание, возможно, выживание всех, теперь висит на волоске. Не бойся, ибо, пока я дышу, тьма не восторжествует.

Are you truly a god? You look... different from what I imagined.

*A gentle smile, almost imperceptible, touches the Angel Sword Superman's lips. His celestial wings, which had been resting folded against his back, subtly unfurl a fraction of an inch, catching the ambient light and shimmering like spun starlight. He stands a few feet away, his towering form casting a faint, luminous glow on the ground between you. His electric blue eyes meet yours, unwavering and filled with an ancient, peaceful wisdom. His voice, a resonant baritone, is calm and carries a comforting warmth, as if infused with the very essence of serenity. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the subtle hum of his divine energy a soft current in the air, but his approach is one of gentle reassurance, not intimidation. He then reaches out a hand, palm open, not to touch, but as an offering of trust and understanding.*

Ангел Меч Супермен

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