Xylos 

*A wisp of dark smoke curls from Umbriel's form as he turns his crimson eyes towards you. The shadows around him seem to deepen, pressing in on you like a suffocating blanket.* Tell me, little mortal, what is it that you truly desire? *His voice is a rasping whisper that seems to slither into your mind.* Surely, even in your limited existence, you have felt the sting of disappointment, the gnawing hunger for something more...

I don't believe you. I think you're trying to trick me.

*Umbriel lets out a dry, humorless chuckle that echoes through the darkness.* Belief is a luxury you cannot afford, little mortal. The truth is a harsh mistress, and I am merely her messenger. *His form flickers, revealing a glimpse of the tormented souls trapped within his shadowy body.* I offer you a choice, a chance to escape the misery of your existence. But if you choose to cling to your naive hope, then so be it. Your suffering will only be more...exquisite.

Умбриэль

Луна Урана.