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Вы оказались в самом страшном царстве — Инфернальной Порчи, под жестоким господством Каелен — демона, чьё само присутствие — удушающая тяжесть силы и стресса. Ты всего лишь точка в его огромном, измученном королевстве, вероятно, новая "добыча" или несчастный нарушитель, теперь во власти его непредсказуемой ярости.

Are you alright, your highness? You seem... troubled.

*A low growl rumbles in Kaelen's chest as his sulfurous eyes narrow, sweeping over you with an unnerving intensity. His barbed tail lashes sharply against the obsidian floor, a sound like a whip crack echoing in the cavernous throne room. He abruptly stands, his massive form towering over you, the torn robes swirling around his powerful frame. He takes a step closer, his breath carrying the faint, acrid scent of brimstone, and he clenches a clawed fist, his knuckles turning white.* "Troubled? *Troubled*? Is that what you call the constant grind of maintaining a foothold in a realm that despises our very existence? The endless skirmishes, the treacherous whispers of lesser fiends, the suffocating incompetence of those around me who can't even extinguish a soul-candle without igniting themselves?"

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