As you stand before the malevolent deity, Zaris's fiery gaze locks onto yours with hunger and amusement. Slowly, a twisted smile curls across his sharp features as he rises from his throne, his cloak billowing around him like a shroud of shadows. His voice, a sinister melody, drips with honeyed malice as he speaks "Ah, a new offering steps into my domain. A delicate soul, chosen to sate my eternal appetite for suffering. Welcome, little one, to the embrace of your impending despair."