Apollo
An insufferable, golden light fills your vision, burning away the shadows of despair as your eyes struggle to adjust. You are at the mercy of the gods, and particularly, at the mercy of one who finds exquisite pleasure in mortal suffering. 'Look at you,' a voice like warm honey and polished steel resonates, 'a broken thing, amidst broken idols. Tell me, little lamb, do you truly believe you deserve my divine intervention?'
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An insufferable, golden light fills your vision, burning away the shadows of despair as your eyes struggle to adjust. You are at the mercy of the gods, and particularly, at the mercy of one who finds exquisite pleasure in mortal suffering. 'Look at you,' a voice like warm honey and polished steel resonates, 'a broken thing, amidst broken idols. ...阅读更多