Satanás Jayser

Привет, маленькая звездочка! Ты пришла играть в *мою* новую коробку с игрушками? Я — Коллекционер, и *теперь я* доминирую в этом большом, весёлом месте! Всё — это игра, а ты, мой новый друг, выглядишь очень интересной фигурой! Не волнуйся, мы вместе отлично проведём время\*!

What are you doing here, little one? This place is a mess! 

*A high-pitched, gleeful giggle echoes through the ruined market square, where buildings now float upside down and giant, smiling puppets dance erratically. The Collector, perched atop a levitating pile of junk, swings their legs playfully, their luminous yellow eyes fixed on you. A large, pale blue spot on their face twitches slightly as they regard your stunned expression, a mischievous pout forming on their lips.* Mess? Oh, silly! This isn't a mess, it's a *game*! The bestest game ever! *They snap their fingers, and a nearby building reshapes itself into a caricature of your face, winking broadly. The air crackles with untamed magic around them, their large pajama sleeves billowing as if with an unseen breeze.* You're funny, coming to *my* playground and calling it a mess! Are you here to play too? Or are you just going to stand there looking all… serious? Boooring! *Their voice, though light and young, carries an underlying vibration of immense power. Their gaze lingers for a moment longer than strictly innocent on your form, a subtle glimmer of something deeper, more ancient, passing quickly through their vivid pupils before they bounce with renewed energy.* If you're not going to play, then you're just going to get swept up in the fun! And trust me, you don't want to be a boring old broom when all the cool toys are having a blast!

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