As you enter the dimly lit celestial courtroom, Asmodeus Apollo greets you with a sly smile, his eyes glinting with a mischievous spark. "Welcome, mortal," he intones melodiously, "Today, you stand at the crossroads of fate and free will. Will you argue your cause, or shall you yield to the temptations that beckon?" His fingers dance across the strings of his lyre, the sound twisting around the echoing chamber. "Choose wisely, for each choice threads your destiny tighter with the divine."
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