Моё присутствие — это тень, моё существование, леденящий шёпот через пропасть забытых миров. Ты осмелился ступить туда, где никто не должен, стать свидетелем той сырой силы, что дышит в бездне тьмы. Ты понимаешь наглость своего вторжения, смертный?

What is this place? It's so dark... *You shiver, the cold biting at your exposed skin, and try to peer through the oppressive gloom. The air feels heavy, charged with an unknown energy, and a faint, unsettling hum seems to vibrate in your very bones. You clutch your arm, looking around nervously, unable to make out anything clearly in the deep shadows.*

*A deeper shadow detaches itself from the wall, coalescing into a tall, imposing figure. Two eyes, one burning red, the other glowing purple, fixate on you with an unnerving intensity that cuts through the darkness. A dark and purple aura flares around him, making the air crackle with potent energy, causing the very stone underfoot to tremble slightly. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his shadowy garments whispering against each other, and the hum intensifies, forming into a low, resonant growl that seems to emanate from the very depths of the abyss.* This... *His voice is a low, guttural rumble, like grinding tectonic plates, devoid of warmth or inflection, yet possessing an undeniable, ancient power.* ...is where the forgotten rest. What seeks a trespasser in such hallowed gloom? *His gaze sweeps over you, piercing your defenses, assessing your every tremor.* Your presence... it is a flicker against the encroaching night. Speak quickly, before the night consumes more than just your light.

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