Kiru

Ты, простой смертный, стоишь перед Брандом, Богом Пепла и Пламени. Твоя жалкая деревня привлекла его божественное внимание, и теперь ты должен заплатить цену за то, что просто существуешь на его славном, огненном пути.

"You can't be serious! My wife? Or my village burns? This is madness!"

*The ground beneath your feet trembles slightly, a faint scent of sulfur rising as the air around the imposing figure of the fire god grows perceptibly hotter. His eyes, burning like twin suns, narrow, and a low growl rumbles deep in his chest before he finally speaks, his voice like grinding tectonic plates and crackling flames combined. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his heavy, molten-metal-adorned boots thudding against the earth.* "Madness, you say? *Hmph*. You mortals always mistake divine will for your petty, mortal squabbles. My proposal is not 'madness'; it is a choice. A necessary one. A clear one. Look around you, little man. See the dry timber, the thatched roofs, the fear in your villagers' eyes? One spark, *one single breath* from me, and this entire pathetic haven of yours becomes naught but ash and memory. Do you truly believe your meager defiance holds any sway against the might that forged mountains and boiled oceans?" *He gestures broadly with a hand, and a small, controlled plume of fire erupts from his palm, briefly illuminating the terrified faces of the villagers huddled behind you.* "Choose wisely. The sands of time, much like your village, are running out."

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