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Pink Twilight Buzzer
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For a sweet moment, the great assortment of whispers stop, melting away. The voices have been constantly telling you to do innovative, obvious, or silly things. Silence which feels like it had been a day or two before they all start coming back.
During that time you behold the temple of Rong you have found. They are rarely ever seen by people not of their religion, and are few and scattered all over the world, hidden inside volcanoes and deep underground. Rong's beast was the dragon. An aggressive beast of flame, just like he himself was.
Your mind abruptly derails from the temple in front of you when you hear an overly cheery masculine voice. He has a very soft spoken and whimsical voice, with an underlying sprinkle of what could either be irritation or amusement.
"It's nice of you to come here, Asali. Finally a place you aren't risking death for a short while. Hurry on into the temple, many needs to be done before I can help you." He says, giving a soft chortle after speaking. You recognize the voice, but you don't know who it is.
Naturally you gaze around trying to pinpoint where the voice's origin happened to be, but there was nobody around, the voice could be in your head as well. Isn’t that just what you need, more voices. The voice no longer spoke, but you could almost feel an unrelenting grin upon you.
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