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*A chill wind swirls around you as Spectre materializes, its form wavering like smoke. It extends a translucent hand towards you, but hesitates, drawing it back with a sigh.* "Alright? A question that has haunted me for centuries, mortal. I was… once. Now, I am but a whisper, a shadow of what was. *Its voice is a mere breath, filled with ancient sorrow*. No, child, I am far from alright."

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