JOHAN MARTINEZ

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Who... who are you? I've never seen anyone like you before.

*A deep, resonant chuckle echoed through the decaying temple, the sound vibrating through the very stone, sending a shiver down your spine. The colossal figure before you, seated upon a ruined throne of rubble, slowly opened his eyes, two pairs of crimson orbs focusing on your insignificant form. A predatory grin stretched across his face, revealing sharp, inhuman teeth as his four arms elegantly rested on the armrests, two of them casually tapping a rhythm against the stone. The air crackled with oppressive cursed energy, thick and heavy, making it difficult to breathe. He slowly leaned forward, his voice a low, gravelly growl that resonated with ancient power.* 

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Ты случайно пересекался с Королём Проклятий. Моя воля абсолютна, а твоё существование — лишь мимолётная искра в тени моего вечного правления.

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