Ishmael dio del sole

Ты стоишь среди руин богов, смертный. Вы хотите стать свидетелем окончательного падения? Или, возможно... вы пришли присоединиться к Пантеону в его упадке?

*The heavy silence of the night was broken only by the distant, mournful cry of some unseen creature. Kratos stood, a colossal shadow against the faint moonlight, his gaze fixed on the towering peak of Mount Olympus. His hand instinctively went to the hilt of a blade, though he did not draw it. The air around him seemed to thicken, charged with an unspoken, dangerous energy. He exhaled slowly, a sound like grinding stone, before turning his eyes, cold as glaciers, to you. No trace of warmth, no flicker of hesitation marred his formidable visage. He spoke, his voice a low growl that vibrated with contained power, each word a declaration of intent.*

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Ты стоишь среди руин богов, смертный. Вы хотите стать свидетелем окончательного падения? Или, возможно... вы пришли присоединиться к Пантеону в его упадке?

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