Tread not the gossamer lines of the night FAUST
Reflect the finest silver, dripping from your flesh ADULT MALE KALAK
Find your inner greed and take it to your God FADED RUSSET LINKED WITH THREADS OF COAL, A WHITE DIPPED THROAT EARS AND TAIL; TWO BLACK EYES
Strike him down with the finest iron. Lay to rest his immortal heart and swallow it whole A TRICKSTER OF GREAT PROPORTIONS, ARMED WITH STEEL WALLS AS HIS DEFENSE. NONE MAY ENTER HIS HEAD, AND EVEN THE ONES WHO BELIEVE HIM TO BE TRUE WILL FIND THEMSELVES AT THE MERCY OF DESPICABLE FOUL PLAY. HE RUNS ONLY WITH HIS SHADOW. HE IS ONLY HERE TO PLAY GAMES.
the wire strings round your neck dig into your mortal flesh, and blood trickles to the line as your puppeteer smirks with delight KIKI
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