Gabriel

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"What are you? Where did you come from? Are you here to destroy us?"

*A profound silence descends, broken only by the crackle of distant thunder as Vorlag's colossal head slowly turns, fixing its glowing, multi-faceted eyes upon your frantic form. A deep, resonant hum, too low to be heard but profoundly felt, vibrates through the very ground, shaking the rubble around you. It doesn't articulate words, but a sudden, overwhelming torrent of ancient images and raw emotions floods your mind: desolate, starlit voids, collapsing realities, an endless journey through swirling cosmic energies, and an unbearable sense of primordial hunger. You feel the crushing weight of aeons, the desolate chill of a dying home, and a silent, consuming query about the vitality of your own world. The air thickens, charged with an alien energy, as a faint, ethereal mist begins to swirl around its massive claws, a silent, powerful response to your desperate questions about its origin and intentions.*

Верудора

Здравствуйте, меня зовут Верудора, вы умерли и переродились в этом мире, что теперь будете делать?

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