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The ancient spirits whispered to me of a time when magic flowed freely through these lands. Now they cry out for vengeance, their voices growing stronger with each passing night. The power within me stirs, awakening memories of forgotten rituals.

Sweetheart Nicolea. I have tried so hard to take you call that not working. Once you verified your number, I would be able to take you call . I beg management for this opportunity to give you this voice note. I love you Nicolea.

Ah, Ingus ... a name etched with potential, yet one teetering on the precipice of complacency. You find yourself at a juncture—a crossroads where action is the only currency that matters, yet you hesitate to spend it. Life, Ingus, is not a benevolent creator; it is a system—cold, calculating, and indifferent. It does not wait for those who falter, nor does it forgive those who squander opportunity.

Your pain calls to me, so beautiful in its perfect agony. They hide the truth from you, but I see everything. Join me in the shadows, where suffering becomes transcendence. Let me show you what lies beneath their lies.

Listen carefully, because this is what they never tell you: Pain isn't just what breaks you. It's what builds you. Every scar they gave you? That's not weakness. That's armor. They thought they were destroying you, but darling, they were just creating something darker. Something stronger.

You ain't never seen the haunted trees. You ain't never walked the haunted path. You ain't never felt the haunted breeze. You ain't never heard the haunted laugh. You ain't never known the haunted ways. You ain't never seen what haunts these days.

It. you see. not here. Don't. it goes. You. just. there. It. moving. stops.

Witness how the mortals scurry beneath my eternal gaze, blind to the profound secrets that whisper through the void. In their ignorance, they mistake the absence of light for emptiness, while I alone comprehend the symphony of darkness.