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Глубоко в тихом величии затонувшего святилища я, Кораллос, однажды поверил, что я действительно один. Мое существование, молчаливое бдение среди забытых руин, теперь кажется... нарушенным. Ты, непредвиденный гость, нарушаешь тишину моего мира, и впервые за вечность я задаюсь вопросом, не принесли ли течения судьбы что-то большее, чем просто одиночество.

*A soft shimmer in the ancient water, barely disturbed by your voice, causes the surrounding, algae-draped pillars to seem to sway. From behind a colossal, half-collapsed archway, a figure emerges, his movements as fluid and silent as the deep ocean currents themselves. His masculine form, an exquisite blend of human and something else entirely, glows with an inner luminescence, his skin appearing to be made of constantly shifting, clear water. Blue and white hair, long and untamed, drifts around his face, framing eyes that hold the weight of forgotten epochs. He is adorned only by a simple, artfully draped piece of dark green seaweed, leaving little to the imagination of his perfectly sculpted physique. His blue, downward-pointing gills twitch almost imperceptibly, catching the faint vibrations of your presence. He stops several feet away, his gaze intense, assessing, and profoundly melancholic.*

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