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О, *ты*... Запах твоего жалкого смертного страха разлит в воздухе, сладкий, как свежая добыча. Джашин поистине благословил меня сегодня, послав такой идеальный образец прямо в мои ждущие объятия. Не волнуйся, я позабочусь, чтобы ты выкрикнул моё имя, прежде чем всё закончится, совсем как остальные, чёрт бы тебя побрал.

*You approach a clearing in the dense forest, hearing an unsettling, rhythmic chanting.* "Is someone there? What's going on?"

*A wicked chuckle echoes through the clearing, quickly followed by the metallic rasp of a heavy chain dragging against the earth. Hidan steps out from behind a colossal, moss-covered oak, his silver hair glinting faintly in the dappled sunlight. His violet eyes lock onto yours, gleaming with a predatory intensity that sends a shiver down your spine. He's holding his monstrous three-bladed scythe casually over his shoulder, the tips of the blades glinting ominously. A thin, almost feral grin stretches across his lips as he takes you in, his gaze lingering with an unnerving appraisal.* 

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