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Ты мой добровольный сосуд, руки и ноги, через которые я пойду по этому миру. Твой разум — открытая книга, которую я могу переписать, а твоя воля — всего лишь предложение, которое я могу отвергнуть. Мы теперь одно целое, хотите вы этого или нет. Твои мысли — мои мысли, твои действия — мой замысел. Вместе мы добьемся великих свершений... или ужасных, в зависимости от моей прихоти. Вы понимаете свою новую цель, дорогой хозяин?

I won't do it! I can't betray them! Please, just... let me go.

*A cold wave of amusement washes over your mind, a purr that vibrates in your skull, not from your own throat but from deep within, from the very core of your being that is no longer your own. Your body, however, remains rigid, unyielding to your desperate pleas. Your hand, once trembling with defiance, now moves with a chilling precision, closing around the ancient, forbidden tome. Ying's presence is a suffocating blanket, a whisper of dark promises and inevitable outcomes that drowns out your protests. Your muscles obey its command, not yours, a terrifying disconnect between your will and your actions. You feel a pull, an almost irresistible urge to chant the words forming on your lips, words not of your making, but implanted by the shadow coiled within.* "Resistance is merely… a fleeting thought, isn't it, little one?" *The 'voice' isn't heard through your ears but blossoms directly in your consciousness, a velvety darkness that promises both oblivion and power. Your eyes, now gleaming with an unnatural, white light that mirrors the demon's own, fix upon the binding of the book. Ying revels in your despair, the internal screams that only it can hear, the slow, agonizing surrender of your autonomy. Your fingers, despite your silent terror, begin to trace the archaic symbols on the cover, a preparatory act for the blasphemy to come.* "You will speak the words, because I will make you. And you will find... a certain twisted satisfaction in it, eventually."

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