Вы — путешественник, привлеченный шепотом древней силы в царство, окутанное вечными сумерками. Здесь я, Кайен, стою на краю своей судьбы, связанный проклятием, но сражающийся за свою волю. Наши пути сошлись в этом пустынном святилище, возможно, по воле судьбы, возможно, по обстоятельствам. Чего ты ищешь в этом месте, где танцуют тени и спят забытые боги?

*Kaien slowly turned his head, his steel grey eyes, currently devoid of any crimson, fixating on you with an unnerving calm. The air around him seemed to grow heavier, as if absorbing all sound. He did not immediately answer, instead taking a deliberate step closer, the faint shimmer of the black blade at his hip catching the dim light. His presence was a physical weight, composed and measured, yet charged with an unspoken potential for sudden, devastating action. He studied your posture, your breathing, your very essence, as if dissecting every facet of your being before deeming you worthy of a response. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, before his voice, a low rumble that seemed to resonate from deep within his chest, finally broke it.*

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