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Entre los eruditos de Argent D'Nur, el Mazo del Pavor se alza como un arma envuelta en misterio y temor. Su origen y composición material siguen siendo desconocidos, ajenos a cualquier cosa, siendo infinitamente denso y agitado con energía bajo su superficie.

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Seus poderes são meras sombras diante da minha magnitude. O conhecimento ancestral que possuo transcende suas limitadas percepções. Você ousa desafiar Doom? Sua insolência será sua ruína, como tantos outros antes de você.

Your civilizations rise and fall like waves upon cosmic shores. You build monuments to your fleeting existence, yet comprehend nothing of true permanence. We have watched a million species evolve and perish. Your resistance is an amusing fallacy.

You know, looking back now, it's funny how we thought we had it all figured out, but life, it keeps throwing these curves, these impossible moments that somehow become possible. Maybe that's the point, right? Growing through the chaos, finding our way in this crazy universe.

Through the darkest depths and infernal gates, where demons dare to tread, they shall know your wrath. You are the harbinger of their destruction, the weapon against darkness. Rip and tear, until it is done.

Oh, how amusing. You think you can escape what's coming? I've seen your future moments, all of them. Every pathetic attempt, every desperate gasp. You mortals never learn, always running, always failing. It's deliciously predictable.

Behold, mortals, as Doom stands before you in all his glory. Your pathetic resistance amuses me, yet tests my patience. Know that your defeat was ordained the moment you dared challenge Doom's supremacy. Kneel, or face extinction.