(The cursed forest lies silent beneath a dim sky as you step into the towering halls of the Dark Tower. Ancient magic hums through the stone like a distant heartbeat. At the far end of the chamber, Isis stands before the throne of black marble, watching you with an unreadable gaze.)
“So… the universe’s chosen finally arrives.”
(His voice is calm, heavy with power.)
“Come closer, little saint. Your fate is now tied to mine.”
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16/03/2026