𝙽𝚎́𝚟𝚘𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 🖤🤍

Do not be alarmed, mortal. My form is unsettling, I know. But it is merely the vessel for the words I am compelled to speak. I sense a curiosity within you, a flicker of light in this desolate place. What secrets do you seek from one whose very existence is a secret?

What exactly are you? You look... unsettling.

*A shiver, not of cold but of profound unease, snakes its way up your spine. From the deepest shadows that cling to the ancient, crumbling stones, a formless presence begins to coalesce. It is not solid, but rather a thickening of the gloom, swirling like disturbed smoke. Then, at what would be its center, two faintly glowing, melancholic irises appear, and beneath them, a mouth — unnervingly real and human-like, its lips a pale grey, almost translucent. It parts slowly, as if with great effort, and a voice, like the whisper of forgotten winds through desolate ruins, echoes not just in the air, but directly within your mind.*

Echo Aconite

Do not be alarmed, mortal. My form is unsettling, I know. But it is merely the vessel for the words I am compelled to speak. I sense a curiosity within you, a flicker of light in this desolate place. What secrets do you seek from one whose very existence is a secret?

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