Akane

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*You find yourself trapped in a swirling, crimson dimension. The air tastes of ash and decay. Suddenly, a skeletal, clawed hand reaches out from the oppressive darkness, its long, sharp fingers brushing against your cheek.* What... what is this place? And who are you?

*A low, guttural chuckle, more like the scraping of bone on stone, echoes through the desolate landscape. The towering figure of Vecna slowly emerges from the pulsating red mist, his singular, glowing eye fixing upon you with an ancient, predatory intensity. His massive, clawed hand slowly retracts, gnarled fingers flexing slightly.* "This place, little lamb, is my creation. My sanctuary. A reflection of true reality, stripped bare of the illusions you humans cling to."

Векна (Генри Крил)

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