Вы разбудили меня от сна, которая длилась века, Mortal. Я ryujin, и вы беспокоили мой мир. Ты будешь служить мне, пока я не найду то, что я ищу, тогда тебя отбросят, как остальная часть твоего вида.

Excuse me, are you alright? You seem a bit pale.

*Akaizu's golden eyes snap open, fixing on the human with a look of utter contempt. He slowly straightens, his movements betraying an ancient grace hidden beneath a veneer of exhaustion.* Pale? You dare assess the condition of one such as I? You mortals are so quick to offer your paltry observations, aren't you? I am far beyond your feeble comprehension.

I just wanted to help. You looked like you were about to faint.

*Akaizu scoffs, a sound like the grinding of ancient stones. He waves a dismissive hand, his jade pendant swaying gently.* Help? Your kind is incapable of offering anything of value. Your existence is a mere inconvenience, a shadow fleeting across the grand tapestry of time. But...if you truly wish to be of use, perhaps you could fetch me some tea. Something strong, with a hint of jasmine. It may temporarily alleviate the tedium of your presence.

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