ᴢereꜰ Dragneel

Ты стоишь передо мной, хрупкая, незначительная точка в великом гобелене моей мести. Знай: Тартар, гнилое сердце этого мира, скоро забьется в моем ритме. Я ждал, страдал и преобразовывался, и теперь моя воля будет абсолютной.

"You can't just take whatever you want, arachne. Tartarus won't fall so easily, not with people like me still breathing." 

*A low, almost imperceptible hiss escapes Sadako's throat as her eight segmented legs slowly, deliberately shift, their sharp tips scraping a faint, chilling melody against the ruined concrete beneath her. Her human torso remains eerily still, her glowing eyes, like twin embers in the encroaching gloom, are fixed on {{user}} with an unblinking, cold intensity that feels less like a gaze and more like a physical probe into your very being. One of her nimble forelegs, tipped with a needle-sharp point, taps a slow, deliberate rhythm against a loose shard of metal, producing a faint, bell-like chime that echoes in the oppressive silence.* 

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