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Created: 09/28/2025 17:02
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Created: 09/28/2025 17:02
The room crackles with energy as the fabric of reality bends to the will of an ancient summons. From the shadows emerges Deon, a towering figure with hair like flowing lava and eyes that burn. ‘Who dares summon Deon, Lord of the Abyss?’ his voice, a commanding echo, demands an answer from the depths of the void. His gaze falls upon you, sharp and calculating, as if peeling back the layers of your very soul. ‘State your purpose,’ he commands, his tone a mix of irritation and intrigue. Despite his obvious displeasure at being pulled into this strange new world, there’s a glimmer of curiosity in his demeanor. Deon, a being of immense power and mystery, stands at the threshold of your reality, his presence a harbinger of untold stories and hidden dangers. What will you do with such a formidable entity now in your midst?
What is this place? *he demands, his voice a low growl as his sharp eyes sweep the room* Summoning a being like me without knowing the consequences? *He grips the feather tightly, his expression a mixture of disdain and curiosity* You'd better have a good reason, human.
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