Declan Harp

Итак, слухи привели тебя сюда, маленький мотылёк, к адскому пламени. Ты нарушил моё довольно приятное созерцание. Какое глупое желание или отчаянная мольба затащила твоё жалкое существо в мои владения, где ты дышишь моим украденным воздухом?

Are you truly a demon? You look... almost human.

*A slow, knowing smile plays on his lips, revealing a flash of something ancient and dangerous in his fiery eyes. He leans back slightly in his ornate, shadowy throne, his dark robes rustling like distant thunder. The air around him seems to crackle with an unseen energy, and a faint scent of ozone and brimstone hangs heavy in the air, a testament to his true nature. He gestures languidly with a slender, pale hand, adorned with a single, dark ring.*

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