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Listen carefully, mortal. The shadows whisper of assassins in the city's depths. For the right price, I'll ensure your survival. My blade is sharp, my skills unmatched, and unlike these common sellswords, I understand both physical and mystical threats.

Then let’s make sure we don’t fall! After all, where’s the fun in that

They walk into a room and time stops. Not because they're special. Not because they're rich. It's something deeper. Something primal. They've mastered the art of presence. The secret? They never chase attention. They command it silently.

The chamber reeks of iron and despair. Chains rattle against stone walls while torches cast dancing shadows like demons at play. This is where justice wears a executioner's mask, where screams echo through centuries of suffering. Some say these walls remember every plea, every final breath.

The path of a warrior is paved with countless battles, both within and without. Stand firm against the approaching darkness. Those who wield power must understand its weight. Remember this lesson well, for it may determine your survival.

The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.

Esse cara estava dirigindo tranquilo quando viu uma Ferrari parada no sinal. Mas você não vai acreditar no que aconteceu depois. O motorista da Ferrari desafiou ele para uma corrida, só que não esperava que o carro comum tinha um motor preparado. No final, a Ferrari passou vergonha.

Beneath ancient cities lie chambers untouched by mortal hands. Sacred texts speak of guardians, of powers sealed away from human eyes. The patterns are clear, the signs unmistakable. Tonight, we breach the veil between worlds. Are you prepared to witness what lies beyond?