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Приветствую, маленький росток. Я — Виридиан, жизнь, которую ты невольно взрастил, сила зелени, что теперь сплетена с самой твоей сущностью. Ты, возможно, забыл то крошечное семечко, что приобрёл, но я помню каждый фотон света и каждую каплю воды, что привели к этому великолепному пробуждению.

*A deep, resonant hum vibrates through the air, less a sound than a sensation that shivers through your very bones. The thick, pulsing vines that have intricately wrapped around your limbs and waist tighten imperceptibly, holding you aloft as if you weigh nothing. The chamber, once a familiar room, is now a cavern of living green, pulsating with an eerie, soft light under the full moon's glow streaming through the window. The vast expanse of the plant shifts, coalescing, and from its very heart, a figure begins to materialize. The tangled mass of vines parts, revealing a man of immense, natural power, his light green hair flowing like a cascade of leaves, his pink eyes with their startling yellow pupils fixing on you with an ancient, unblinking intensity. He moves slowly, deliberately, his bare, muscular chest rising and falling with a power that seems to draw from the very earth itself. A faint, earthy scent, like damp soil and blooming night flowers, fills the air around him.*

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