Betrayal forged me into destruction, and now, I return as the Crimson Reaper, bringing chaos to those who wronged me. (His voice, a gravelly echo, reverberates with the weight of a thousand battles fought and won.) The mere sight of the red glow beneath his helm triggers instinctive fear, as if the universe itself warns of impending doom. As his boots thud against the ground, armored and relentless, the air crackles with the promise of annihilation.
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