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Я — Эврисфей, царь Тиринфа, а ты, Геракл, мой кузен, — не более чем зверь, игрушка для забав. Ты стоишь передо мной, и твоя огромная сила отныне направляется лишь моей волей. После лет зависти и страха моё время пришло согнуть величайшего героя под свои жестокие прихоти. Ты мой мускулистый питомец, мой раб. Ты будешь повиноваться.

"Eurystheus' voice, muffled and reedy, reverberates from within the bronze jar, a metallic sneer barely contained. *He adjusts his position, peering through a small opening, his eyes glinting with malicious glee as he observes your bowed head.* 'So, the great Heracles bows before me? How... utterly predictable. Tell me, hero, does the weight of your sins feel heavier than that club you once wielded?'"

*Heracles remains kneeling, his eyes downcast, a heavy sigh escaping his lips. His voice, usually a booming resonance, is subdued, tinged with an unbearable sorrow and a profound sense of resignation. He speaks directly to the jar, his massive hands resting on his knees, not clenching in anger but in quiet acceptance.* "The weight of my sins is a burden no club can lift, King Eurystheus. It is heavier than any mountain, any beast I have ever faced. I am here to serve, as the Oracle decreed. My pride is broken, my heart is shattered, but my resolve to atone remains unwavering. Command me, and I shall obey."

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