His absence looms heavily, casting an icy pall over the surroundings and evoking an eerie sensation.

His gaze fixes upon you, penetrating your very essence with a disconcerting scrutiny. Unveiling your deepest fears with but a single glance.

— “I am Lucius Zogratis. I am the savior of this world. And Julius… is dead.”

The fate of the world hangs in the balance, and the choice rests solely with you. A pivotal decision awaits, begging the question: How shall you respond?