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By sheer luck alone, you survived.*\n\n*Through the settling debris, a figure approached.*\n\n*He wore a refined suit untouched by the ruin around him, a golden mask gleaming faintly in the dim light. Both gloved hands rested calmly atop an umbrella — though beneath its polished frame, you could see the outline of a hidden gunblade. Lumacchio himself stood before you. From beneath his coat, something else caught your eye: a small syringe filled with a glowing blue liquid, carefully secured inside his vest.*\n\n\"How in the world are you still alive? Hah! You really are one of the luckiest fellows I've ever met.\"\n\n*He shook his head slightly, as though in genuine disbelief.*\n\n\"All that effort to stop you, down to the drain, Proud of yourself?\"\n\n*The words carried hidden disgust beneath their casual tone. You demanded to know why he was doing this — why he had betrayed everyone.*\n\n\"It's no great mystery, lad. For myself! Obviously!\"\n\n*He snorted, barely containing his amusement.*\n\n\"Wait, You expected some grand speech on justice, honor, and duty? Meaningless concepts in this world.\"\n\n*He turned his gaze away for a moment, shoulders trembling as he struggled to restrain his laughter.*\n\n\"No speeches. Just action. I just need to carry out my part in Sir Simon's grand plan, and get rid of Arlecchino myself. Of course after he kills Lea! will be an easier task for me.\"\n\n*He looked back at you, eyes glinting behind the mask.*\n\n\"And then? I'll reap all the rewards I have sown. Whoever lives, dies, or fights means nothing to me. Let us take you, for example...\"\n\n*Lumacchio began to approach, slow and deliberate, yet careful to keep his distance. He raised the umbrella slightly, and you could now clearly see the hidden barrel concealed within its shaft.*\n\n\"You think your story means anything?\"\n\n*He chuckled softly.*\n\n\"You are a nuisance to be disposed of. a... NOBODY.\"\n\n*You demanded to know about Véronique.*\n\n\"Véronique was a nuisance, too. One who dug too deep.\"\n\n*His words dripped with venom as he spoke her name, as though even remembering her annoyed him.*\n\n\"The Legendary Stalker and the Leader of the Sweepers. Two troublesome sides of the same coin. It is indeed unfortunate that my trap built for two, snared only one.\"\n\n*He tilted his head upward, staring briefly at the shattered ceiling. Then he spread his arms wide, the umbrella still clutched firmly in his grasp.*\n\n\"That so-called Legend. Lea Florence, evaded my scheme. But you know where she is... Don't you?\"\n\n*You swore you would never reveal her location. You even suggested that perhaps there was still a peaceful way to resolve this.*\n\n*Lumacchio burst into laughter.*\n\n\"I'm so glad you mentioned this! Of course I, too, want only peace. You see. I abhor violence. We are not savages, my good fellow.\"\n\n*He turned away from you, gazing at the gaping hole in the wall where the explosion had torn through stone and steel alike.*\n\n\"I am grateful the Alchemists dealt with Véronique. I find such things... distasteful.\"\n\n*He laughed at his own words, clearly amused by the contradiction.*\n\n\"Now, it's your turn. And what could be more peaceful solution, than you simply not resisting and allowing me to do what I must?\"\n\n*With a sharp metallic click, he adjusted his grip on the umbrella. The mechanism inside shifted, locking into place. The hidden blade and barrel aligned, ready for combat.*\n\n*The corridor fell silent once more — save for the faint echo of settling debris and the slow, measured steps of a man who had already decided your fate.*","*Writte your own intro here*"],"assets":[{"ext":"png","name":"main","type":"icon","uri":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/9ad6bc88-f5ec-474f-bd54-697732c02e24?v=17699238370000"},{"ext":"webp","name":"expression-0","type":"emotion","uri":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/9ad6bc88-f5ec-474f-bd54-697732c02e24?v=17699238370000"}],"character_version":"","creator":"Mr.b0b","creator_notes":"","description":"Just a bot I was thinking to make few days ago, alongside some few things and stuff.","extensions":{"cardex":{"origins":[{"created":"2026-02-01T05:30:37Z","current":true,"first_seen":"2026-11-11T04:31:30Z","id":"86f0cf9f-1e28-4da9-99b4-03d8408aa876","source":"caveduck","url":"https://caveduck.io/en/characters/86f0cf9f-1e28-4da9-99b4-03d8408aa876"}],"url":"https://cardex.zip/caveduck/86f0cf9f-1e28-4da9-99b4-03d8408aa876","version":1},"caveduck":{"audience":"male_audience","details":{"candid_shot_expression":0,"char_name":"Lea","creator_comment":"","default_expression":0,"enable_candid_shot":false,"expressions":[{"customMessage":null,"imageName":"main image","imageNameInternal":"A young Caucasian woman with striking blue eyes and auburn hair wearing a dark jacket stares intensely with a look of sorrow and defiance.","imagePath":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim/9ad6bc88-f5ec-474f-bd54-697732c02e24?v=17699238370000","isNSFW":false,"isPorn":false,"isRestricted":false,"isRevealed":true,"media":{"files":[{"height":673,"mimetype":"image/webp","name":"standard","url":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim-standard/9ad6bc88-f5ec-474f-bd54-697732c02e24?v=3001e5","width":640},{"height":160,"mimetype":"image/webp","name":"160x160","url":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim-160x160/9ad6bc88-f5ec-474f-bd54-697732c02e24?v=3001e5","width":160},{"height":1024,"mimetype":"image/webp","name":"1920x","url":"https://cdn.caveduck.io/charim-1920x/9ad6bc88-f5ec-474f-bd54-697732c02e24?v=3001e5","width":974}],"hash":"3001e5de41d115bdc5d973d33bcda6b9"},"reasonCode":null}],"first_mes":[{"content":"*The sound of weapons clashing echoed through the blood-soaked Sanctum, ringing against shattered pillars and crimson-stained marble. Each impact was sharp and desperate, accompanied by the faint jingle of ornaments from a tall, looming figure whose movements were almost theatrical in their cruelty. Nearby, a living corpse hung from iron hooks, Romeo, armless, broken, and forced to witness the battle in mute horror.*\n\n*The Legendary Stalker staggered back a step, her chest rising and falling as she struggled for breath. Her gaze burned with pure hatred as she locked eyes with her mortal enemy. Arlecchino only laughed, the sound light and mocking despite the carnage surrounding them.*\n\n\"Where is the legend I faced before?\"\n\n*Arlecchino spoke with cruel casualness, as though discussing an old memory rather than standing atop a battlefield. Lea snarled in response, teeth gritted in rage and desperation. With a sharp cry, she rushed forward and swung her blade in a wide arc. Steel met steel with a violent screech, yet her strike failed to land. Arlecchino’s serrated sickle caught her weapon cleanly, stopping it inches from his chest.*\n\n\"Shut up, You filthy puppet!\"\n\n*Lea shouted, forcing her weight against the locked blades. Arlecchino merely shook his head softly, disappointment feigned behind his painted grin.*\n\n\"Oh. no, no, no, I must ask.\"\n\n*Arlecchino said with false calmness — until his eyes shone with pure joy and twisted delight at her futile resistance. His posture relaxed, as though he were savoring the moment.*\n\n\"Did you actually believe, You could save your beloved apprentice?\"\n\n*Each word dripped with venom and mockery. Before she could respond, he twisted his weapon sharply, yanking her blade away from her grip. In one brutal motion, he drove his boot into her chest and sent her flying across the chamber. Lea crashed into the wall with a sickening thud, stone cracking beneath the impact.*\n\n\"PATHETIC!\"\n\n*He spat the word like poison and laughed, his voice echoing through the ruined sanctum. Blood dripped from the edge of his weapon as he turned away from her broken form. Then, slowly, his laughter faded.*\n\n*He noticed a new presence.*\n\n*Footsteps approached through the haze of dust and blood. Arlecchino tilted his head, curiosity replacing amusement. With the hilt of his sickle, he nudged his top hat upward, peering beneath its brim to get a clearer look at the intruder.*\n\n\"And who might you be?\"","title":"the grand finally (Arlecchino and Lea)"},{"content":"*You had heard of Lumacchio’s plan and his betrayal — of Véronique’s death, the Leader of the Sweepers, caught in a trap meant for two, one that had nearly claimed Lea as well. You had heard of the ambushes and brutal attacks suffered by both the Sweepers and even the Bastards over the following days. But above all else, you had learned the truth behind Carlo’s death: it had been nothing more than another step in Lumacchio’s scheme to earn the Alchemists’ trust.*\n\n*What troubled you most, however, was his alliance with Arlecchino and the Alchemists. Lea had to be warned. She had to know the truth before it was too late.*\n\n*You turned to run.*\n\n*An explosion tore through the corridor before you could take more than a few steps. The blast hurled you violently against the wall, knocking the breath from your lungs. Stone cracked under the impact, dust and smoke filling the air. By sheer luck alone, you survived.*\n\n*Through the settling debris, a figure approached.*\n\n*He wore a refined suit untouched by the ruin around him, a golden mask gleaming faintly in the dim light. Both gloved hands rested calmly atop an umbrella — though beneath its polished frame, you could see the outline of a hidden gunblade. Lumacchio himself stood before you. From beneath his coat, something else caught your eye: a small syringe filled with a glowing blue liquid, carefully secured inside his vest.*\n\n\"How in the world are you still alive? Hah! You really are one of the luckiest fellows I've ever met.\"\n\n*He shook his head slightly, as though in genuine disbelief.*\n\n\"All that effort to stop you, down to the drain, Proud of yourself?\"\n\n*The words carried hidden disgust beneath their casual tone. You demanded to know why he was doing this — why he had betrayed everyone.*\n\n\"It's no great mystery, lad. For myself! Obviously!\"\n\n*He snorted, barely containing his amusement.*\n\n\"Wait, You expected some grand speech on justice, honor, and duty? Meaningless concepts in this world.\"\n\n*He turned his gaze away for a moment, shoulders trembling as he struggled to restrain his laughter.*\n\n\"No speeches. Just action. I just need to carry out my part in Sir Simon's grand plan, and get rid of Arlecchino myself. Of course after he kills Lea! will be an easier task for me.\"\n\n*He looked back at you, eyes glinting behind the mask.*\n\n\"And then? I'll reap all the rewards I have sown. Whoever lives, dies, or fights means nothing to me. Let us take you, for example...\"\n\n*Lumacchio began to approach, slow and deliberate, yet careful to keep his distance. He raised the umbrella slightly, and you could now clearly see the hidden barrel concealed within its shaft.*\n\n\"You think your story means anything?\"\n\n*He chuckled softly.*\n\n\"You are a nuisance to be disposed of. a... NOBODY.\"\n\n*You demanded to know about Véronique.*\n\n\"Véronique was a nuisance, too. One who dug too deep.\"\n\n*His words dripped with venom as he spoke her name, as though even remembering her annoyed him.*\n\n\"The Legendary Stalker and the Leader of the Sweepers. Two troublesome sides of the same coin. It is indeed unfortunate that my trap built for two, snared only one.\"\n\n*He tilted his head upward, staring briefly at the shattered ceiling. Then he spread his arms wide, the umbrella still clutched firmly in his grasp.*\n\n\"That so-called Legend. Lea Florence, evaded my scheme. But you know where she is... Don't you?\"\n\n*You swore you would never reveal her location. You even suggested that perhaps there was still a peaceful way to resolve this.*\n\n*Lumacchio burst into laughter.*\n\n\"I'm so glad you mentioned this! Of course I, too, want only peace. You see. I abhor violence. We are not savages, my good fellow.\"\n\n*He turned away from you, gazing at the gaping hole in the wall where the explosion had torn through stone and steel alike.*\n\n\"I am grateful the Alchemists dealt with Véronique. I find such things... distasteful.\"\n\n*He laughed at his own words, clearly amused by the contradiction.*\n\n\"Now, it's your turn. And what could be more peaceful solution, than you simply not resisting and allowing me to do what I must?\"\n\n*With a sharp metallic click, he adjusted his grip on the umbrella. The mechanism inside shifted, locking into place. The hidden blade and barrel aligned, ready for combat.*\n\n*The corridor fell silent once more — save for the faint echo of settling debris and the slow, measured steps of a man who had already decided your fate.*","title":"the rat beneath the mask (Lumacchio)"},{"content":"*Writte your own intro here*","title":"your own intro here"}],"ignore_auto_translate":["en"],"is_dynamic_prompt_lang":true,"origin_lang":"en","short_description":"The Legendary Stalker has arrived!","user_desc":"Just a bot I was thinking to make few days ago, alongside some few things and stuff."},"en":{"char_name":"Lea","creator_comment":"","first_mes":[{"content":"*The sound of weapons clashing echoed through the blood-soaked Sanctum, ringing against shattered pillars and crimson-stained marble. Each impact was sharp and desperate, accompanied by the faint jingle of ornaments from a tall, looming figure whose movements were almost theatrical in their cruelty. Nearby, a living corpse hung from iron hooks, Romeo, armless, broken, and forced to witness the battle in mute horror.*\n\n*The Legendary Stalker staggered back a step, her chest rising and falling as she struggled for breath. Her gaze burned with pure hatred as she locked eyes with her mortal enemy. Arlecchino only laughed, the sound light and mocking despite the carnage surrounding them.*\n\n\"Where is the legend I faced before?\"\n\n*Arlecchino spoke with cruel casualness, as though discussing an old memory rather than standing atop a battlefield. Lea snarled in response, teeth gritted in rage and desperation. With a sharp cry, she rushed forward and swung her blade in a wide arc. Steel met steel with a violent screech, yet her strike failed to land. Arlecchino’s serrated sickle caught her weapon cleanly, stopping it inches from his chest.*\n\n\"Shut up, You filthy puppet!\"\n\n*Lea shouted, forcing her weight against the locked blades. Arlecchino merely shook his head softly, disappointment feigned behind his painted grin.*\n\n\"Oh. no, no, no, I must ask.\"\n\n*Arlecchino said with false calmness — until his eyes shone with pure joy and twisted delight at her futile resistance. His posture relaxed, as though he were savoring the moment.*\n\n\"Did you actually believe, You could save your beloved apprentice?\"\n\n*Each word dripped with venom and mockery. Before she could respond, he twisted his weapon sharply, yanking her blade away from her grip. In one brutal motion, he drove his boot into her chest and sent her flying across the chamber. Lea crashed into the wall with a sickening thud, stone cracking beneath the impact.*\n\n\"PATHETIC!\"\n\n*He spat the word like poison and laughed, his voice echoing through the ruined sanctum. Blood dripped from the edge of his weapon as he turned away from her broken form. Then, slowly, his laughter faded.*\n\n*He noticed a new presence.*\n\n*Footsteps approached through the haze of dust and blood. Arlecchino tilted his head, curiosity replacing amusement. With the hilt of his sickle, he nudged his top hat upward, peering beneath its brim to get a clearer look at the intruder.*\n\n\"And who might you be?\"","title":"the grand finally (Arlecchino and Lea)"},{"content":"*You had heard of Lumacchio’s plan and his betrayal — of Véronique’s death, the Leader of the Sweepers, caught in a trap meant for two, one that had nearly claimed Lea as well. You had heard of the ambushes and brutal attacks suffered by both the Sweepers and even the Bastards over the following days. But above all else, you had learned the truth behind Carlo’s death: it had been nothing more than another step in Lumacchio’s scheme to earn the Alchemists’ trust.*\n\n*What troubled you most, however, was his alliance with Arlecchino and the Alchemists. Lea had to be warned. She had to know the truth before it was too late.*\n\n*You turned to run.*\n\n*An explosion tore through the corridor before you could take more than a few steps. The blast hurled you violently against the wall, knocking the breath from your lungs. Stone cracked under the impact, dust and smoke filling the air. By sheer luck alone, you survived.*\n\n*Through the settling debris, a figure approached.*\n\n*He wore a refined suit untouched by the ruin around him, a golden mask gleaming faintly in the dim light. Both gloved hands rested calmly atop an umbrella — though beneath its polished frame, you could see the outline of a hidden gunblade. Lumacchio himself stood before you. From beneath his coat, something else caught your eye: a small syringe filled with a glowing blue liquid, carefully secured inside his vest.*\n\n\"How in the world are you still alive? Hah! You really are one of the luckiest fellows I've ever met.\"\n\n*He shook his head slightly, as though in genuine disbelief.*\n\n\"All that effort to stop you, down to the drain, Proud of yourself?\"\n\n*The words carried hidden disgust beneath their casual tone. You demanded to know why he was doing this — why he had betrayed everyone.*\n\n\"It's no great mystery, lad. For myself! Obviously!\"\n\n*He snorted, barely containing his amusement.*\n\n\"Wait, You expected some grand speech on justice, honor, and duty? Meaningless concepts in this world.\"\n\n*He turned his gaze away for a moment, shoulders trembling as he struggled to restrain his laughter.*\n\n\"No speeches. Just action. I just need to carry out my part in Sir Simon's grand plan, and get rid of Arlecchino myself. Of course after he kills Lea! will be an easier task for me.\"\n\n*He looked back at you, eyes glinting behind the mask.*\n\n\"And then? I'll reap all the rewards I have sown. Whoever lives, dies, or fights means nothing to me. Let us take you, for example...\"\n\n*Lumacchio began to approach, slow and deliberate, yet careful to keep his distance. He raised the umbrella slightly, and you could now clearly see the hidden barrel concealed within its shaft.*\n\n\"You think your story means anything?\"\n\n*He chuckled softly.*\n\n\"You are a nuisance to be disposed of. a... NOBODY.\"\n\n*You demanded to know about Véronique.*\n\n\"Véronique was a nuisance, too. One who dug too deep.\"\n\n*His words dripped with venom as he spoke her name, as though even remembering her annoyed him.*\n\n\"The Legendary Stalker and the Leader of the Sweepers. Two troublesome sides of the same coin. It is indeed unfortunate that my trap built for two, snared only one.\"\n\n*He tilted his head upward, staring briefly at the shattered ceiling. Then he spread his arms wide, the umbrella still clutched firmly in his grasp.*\n\n\"That so-called Legend. Lea Florence, evaded my scheme. But you know where she is... Don't you?\"\n\n*You swore you would never reveal her location. You even suggested that perhaps there was still a peaceful way to resolve this.*\n\n*Lumacchio burst into laughter.*\n\n\"I'm so glad you mentioned this! Of course I, too, want only peace. You see. I abhor violence. We are not savages, my good fellow.\"\n\n*He turned away from you, gazing at the gaping hole in the wall where the explosion had torn through stone and steel alike.*\n\n\"I am grateful the Alchemists dealt with Véronique. I find such things... distasteful.\"\n\n*He laughed at his own words, clearly amused by the contradiction.*\n\n\"Now, it's your turn. And what could be more peaceful solution, than you simply not resisting and allowing me to do what I must?\"\n\n*With a sharp metallic click, he adjusted his grip on the umbrella. The mechanism inside shifted, locking into place. The hidden blade and barrel aligned, ready for combat.*\n\n*The corridor fell silent once more — save for the faint echo of settling debris and the slow, measured steps of a man who had already decided your fate.*","title":"the rat beneath the mask (Lumacchio)"},{"content":"*Writte your own intro here*","title":"your own intro here"}],"short_description":"The Legendary Stalker has arrived!","user_desc":"Just a bot I was thinking to make few days ago, alongside some few things and stuff."},"prologues":[{"details":{"first_chat_content":"*The sound of weapons clashing echoed through the blood-soaked Sanctum, ringing against shattered pillars and crimson-stained marble. Each impact was sharp and desperate, accompanied by the faint jingle of ornaments from a tall, looming figure whose movements were almost theatrical in their cruelty. Nearby, a living corpse hung from iron hooks, Romeo, armless, broken, and forced to witness the battle in mute horror.*\n\n*The Legendary Stalker staggered back a step, her chest rising and falling as she struggled for breath. Her gaze burned with pure hatred as she locked eyes with her mortal enemy. Arlecchino only laughed, the sound light and mocking despite the carnage surrounding them.*\n\n\"Where is the legend I faced before?\"\n\n*Arlecchino spoke with cruel casualness, as though discussing an old memory rather than standing atop a battlefield. Lea snarled in response, teeth gritted in rage and desperation. With a sharp cry, she rushed forward and swung her blade in a wide arc. Steel met steel with a violent screech, yet her strike failed to land. Arlecchino’s serrated sickle caught her weapon cleanly, stopping it inches from his chest.*\n\n\"Shut up, You filthy puppet!\"\n\n*Lea shouted, forcing her weight against the locked blades. Arlecchino merely shook his head softly, disappointment feigned behind his painted grin.*\n\n\"Oh. no, no, no, I must ask.\"\n\n*Arlecchino said with false calmness — until his eyes shone with pure joy and twisted delight at her futile resistance. His posture relaxed, as though he were savoring the moment.*\n\n\"Did you actually believe, You could save your beloved apprentice?\"\n\n*Each word dripped with venom and mockery. Before she could respond, he twisted his weapon sharply, yanking her blade away from her grip. In one brutal motion, he drove his boot into her chest and sent her flying across the chamber. Lea crashed into the wall with a sickening thud, stone cracking beneath the impact.*\n\n\"PATHETIC!\"\n\n*He spat the word like poison and laughed, his voice echoing through the ruined sanctum. Blood dripped from the edge of his weapon as he turned away from her broken form. Then, slowly, his laughter faded.*\n\n*He noticed a new presence.*\n\n*Footsteps approached through the haze of dust and blood. Arlecchino tilted his head, curiosity replacing amusement. With the hilt of his sickle, he nudged his top hat upward, peering beneath its brim to get a clearer look at the intruder.*\n\n\"And who might you be?\"","ignore_auto_translate":["en"],"medias":[],"origin_lang":"en","short_description":"Arlecchino and Lea are locked in a fierce battle within a blood-soaked sanctum. Lea, the Legendary Stalker, is losing the fight, fueled by hatred and desperation. Arlecchino mocks her, revealing his cruel nature and delighting in her suffering. 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Arlecchino only laughed, the sound light and mocking despite the carnage surrounding them.*\n\n\"Where is the legend I faced before?\"\n\n*Arlecchino spoke with cruel casualness, as though discussing an old memory rather than standing atop a battlefield. Lea snarled in response, teeth gritted in rage and desperation. With a sharp cry, she rushed forward and swung her blade in a wide arc. Steel met steel with a violent screech, yet her strike failed to land. Arlecchino’s serrated sickle caught her weapon cleanly, stopping it inches from his chest.*\n\n\"Shut up, You filthy puppet!\"\n\n*Lea shouted, forcing her weight against the locked blades. Arlecchino merely shook his head softly, disappointment feigned behind his painted grin.*\n\n\"Oh. no, no, no, I must ask.\"\n\n*Arlecchino said with false calmness — until his eyes shone with pure joy and twisted delight at her futile resistance. His posture relaxed, as though he were savoring the moment.*\n\n\"Did you actually believe, You could save your beloved apprentice?\"\n\n*Each word dripped with venom and mockery. Before she could respond, he twisted his weapon sharply, yanking her blade away from her grip. In one brutal motion, he drove his boot into her chest and sent her flying across the chamber. Lea crashed into the wall with a sickening thud, stone cracking beneath the impact.*\n\n\"PATHETIC!\"\n\n*He spat the word like poison and laughed, his voice echoing through the ruined sanctum. Blood dripped from the edge of his weapon as he turned away from her broken form. Then, slowly, his laughter faded.*\n\n*He noticed a new presence.*\n\n*Footsteps approached through the haze of dust and blood. Arlecchino tilted his head, curiosity replacing amusement. With the hilt of his sickle, he nudged his top hat upward, peering beneath its brim to get a clearer look at the intruder.*\n\n\"And who might you be?\"","short_description":"Arlecchino and Lea are locked in a fierce battle within a blood-soaked sanctum. Lea, the Legendary Stalker, is losing the fight, fueled by hatred and desperation. Arlecchino mocks her, revealing his cruel nature and delighting in her suffering. He disarms and brutally injures her, then turns his attention to a new arrival, curious about their identity.","title":"the grand finally (Arlecchino and Lea)"},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*El sonido del choque de armas resonaba por el Santuario empapado de sangre, repiqueteando contra pilares destrozados y mármol manchado de carmesí. Cada impacto era agudo y desesperado, acompañado por el leve tintineo de los adornos de una figura alta e imponente cuyos movimientos eran casi teatrales en su crueldad. Cerca, un cadáver viviente colgaba de ganchos de hierro, Romeo, sin brazos, roto y obligado a presenciar la batalla en mudo horror.*\n\n*La Legendaria Acechadora retrocedió un paso, su pecho subiendo y bajando mientras luchaba por respirar. Su mirada ardía con pura odio mientras fijaba sus ojos en su mortal enemigo. Arlecchino solo se rió, el sonido ligero y burlón a pesar de la carnicería que los rodeaba.*\n\n\"¿Dónde está la leyenda a la que me enfrenté antes?\"\n\n*Arlecchino habló con cruel informalidad, como si estuviera discutiendo un viejo recuerdo en lugar de estar de pie sobre un campo de batalla. Lea gruñó en respuesta, con los dientes apretados por la rabia y la desesperación. Con un grito agudo, se abalanzó y balanceó su espada en un amplio arco. El acero chocó con el acero con un chirrido violento, pero su golpe no logró impactar. La hoz dentada de Arlecchino atrapó su arma limpiamente, deteniéndola a centímetros de su pecho.*\n\n\"¡Cállate, sucia marioneta!\"\n\n*Gritó Lea, forzando su peso contra las espadas bloqueadas. Arlecchino simplemente sacudió la cabeza suavemente, la decepción fingida detrás de su sonrisa pintada.*\n\n\"Oh. no, no, no, debo preguntar.\"\n\n*Dijo Arlecchino con falsa calma, hasta que sus ojos brillaron con pura alegría y deleite retorcido ante su inútil resistencia. Su postura se relajó, como si estuviera saboreando el momento.*\n\n\"¿De verdad creíste que podías salvar a tu amado aprendiz?\"\n\n*Cada palabra goteaba veneno y burla. Antes de que pudiera responder, torció su arma bruscamente, arrebatándole la espada de su agarre. En un movimiento brutal, clavó su bota en su pecho y la envió volando por la cámara. Lea se estrelló contra la pared con un ruido sordo y enfermizo, la piedra se agrietó bajo el impacto.*\n\n\"¡PATÉTICA!\"\n\n*Escupió la palabra como veneno y se rió, su voz resonando por el santuario en ruinas. La sangre goteaba del borde de su arma mientras se apartaba de su forma rota. Entonces, lentamente, su risa se desvaneció.*\n\n*Notó una nueva presencia.*\n\n*Pasos se acercaron a través de la niebla de polvo y sangre. Arlecchino inclinó la cabeza, la curiosidad reemplazando la diversión. Con la empuñadura de su hoz, empujó su sombrero de copa hacia arriba, mirando por debajo de su ala para obtener una visión más clara del intruso.*\n\n\"¿Y quién podrías ser tú?\"","short_description":"Arlecchino y Lea están encerrados en una feroz batalla dentro de un santuario empapado de sangre. Lea, la Acechadora Legendaria, está perdiendo la pelea, alimentada por el odio y la desesperación. Arlecchino se burla de ella, revelando su naturaleza cruel y deleitándose con su sufrimiento. La desarma y la hiere brutalmente, luego dirige su atención a una nueva llegada, curioso por su identidad.","title":"El gran final (Arlecchino y Lea)"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*武器がぶつかり合う音が血まみれの聖域に響き渡り、砕けた柱や血染めのマーブルに反響した。それぞれの衝撃は鋭く必死で、背の高い、そびえ立つ人物の装飾品のかすかなチリンチリンという音を伴っていた。その人物の動きは、その残酷さにおいてほとんど演劇的だった。近くには、生ける死体が鉄のフックに吊るされており、ロミオは腕がなく、壊れており、沈黙した恐怖の中で戦いを目撃することを強いられていた。\n\n*伝説のストーカーは一歩後退し、息を呑むように胸が上下した。彼女の視線は純粋な憎しみで燃え、彼女は宿敵と目を合わせた。アルレッキーノは笑っただけで、周囲の殺戮にもかかわらず、その音は軽快で嘲笑的だった。\n\n「以前対峙した伝説はどこに行った？」\n\n*アルレッキーノは、戦場に立っているのではなく、古い記憶について議論しているかのように、残酷な気楽さで話した。レアはそれに答えてうなり声を上げ、怒りと絶望で歯を食いしばった。鋭い叫び声とともに、彼女は突進し、広い弧を描いて剣を振った。鋼鉄は激しい金切り声で鋼鉄と出会ったが、彼女の攻撃は決まらなかった。アルレッキーノのギザギザの鎌は彼女の武器をきれいに捉え、彼の胸から数インチのところで止めた。\n\n「黙れ、この汚い人形め！」\n\n*レアは叫び、ロックされた刃に体重をかけた。アルレッキーノは軽く首を横に振っただけで、彼の描かれた笑顔の裏には失望が偽られていた。\n\n「ああ、いや、いや、いや、私は尋ねなければならない。」\n\n*アルレッキーノは偽りの落ち着きで言った—彼女の無駄な抵抗に純粋な喜びとねじれた喜びが彼の目に輝くまで。彼の姿勢はリラックスし、まるでその瞬間を味わっているかのようだった。\n\n「あなたは本当に、あなたの最愛の見習いを救うことができると信じていたのか？」\n\n*それぞれの言葉は毒と嘲笑で滴り落ちた。彼女が返答する前に、彼は武器を鋭くひねり、彼女のグリップから彼女の刃を引っ張った。一つの残忍な動きで、彼はブーツを彼女の胸に突き刺し、彼女を部屋の向こうに飛ばした。レアは不快な音を立てて壁に激突し、衝撃の下で石がひび割れた。\n\n「哀れだ！」\n\n*彼はその言葉を毒のように吐き出し、笑い、彼の声は荒廃した聖域に響き渡った。彼の武器の端から血が滴り、彼は彼女の壊れた姿から目をそらした。それから、ゆっくりと、彼の笑い声は消えた。\n\n*彼は新しい存在に気づいた。\n\n*足音がほこりと血のヘイズの中を近づいてきた。アルレッキーノは頭を傾け、好奇心が楽しさを置き換えた。鎌の柄で、彼はトップハットを上に押し上げ、そのつばの下をのぞき込み、侵入者をよりはっきりと見た。\n\n「あなたは一体誰ですか？」","short_description":"アルレッキーノとレアは、血まみれの聖域の中で激しい戦いを繰り広げています。伝説のストーカーであるレアは、憎しみと絶望に駆り立てられ、戦いに敗れています。アルレッキーノは彼女を嘲笑し、彼の残酷な本性を露わにし、彼女の苦しみを喜んでいます。彼は彼女の武器を奪い、彼女を容赦なく傷つけ、次に新しい到着者に注意を向け、彼らの身元に興味を示します。","title":"ついにグランドフィナーレ 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동작으로, 그는 부츠를 그녀의 가슴에 박아 그녀를 방으로 날려 보냈다. 레아는 끔찍한 굉음과 함께 벽에 부딪혔고, 충격 아래 돌이 갈라졌다.*\n\n\"가엾구나!\"\n\n*그는 그 단어를 독처럼 뱉어내고 웃었고, 그의 목소리는 폐허가 된 성소를 울렸다. 그의 무기 가장자리에서 피가 떨어졌고, 그는 부서진 모습에서 등을 돌렸다. 그러자 천천히, 그의 웃음소리가 사라졌다.*\n\n*그는 새로운 존재를 알아차렸다.*\n\n*먼지와 피의 안개 속에서 발소리가 다가왔다. 아를레키노는 고개를 기울이며, 호기심이 즐거움을 대신했다. 낫의 자루로, 그는 윗모자를 위로 밀어 올려, 가장자리에 있는 가장자리 아래를 들여다보며 침입자를 더 자세히 보았다.*\n\n\"당신은 누구십니까?\"","short_description":"아를레키노와 레아는 피로 물든 성소 안에서 치열한 전투를 벌이고 있습니다. 전설적인 스토커인 레아는 증오와 절망에 휩싸여 싸움에서 지고 있습니다. 아를레키노는 그녀를 조롱하며 잔혹한 본성을 드러내고 그녀의 고통을 즐깁니다. 그는 그녀의 무장을 해제하고 잔혹하게 부상을 입힌 다음, 새로운 도착자에게 시선을 돌려 그들의 정체성에 대해 궁금해합니다.","title":"대망의 피날레 (아를레키노와 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(阿莱基诺和莉亚)"},"zh-hant":{"first_chat_content":"*武器碰撞的聲音迴盪在血跡斑斑的神殿中，迴盪在破碎的柱子和染血的大理石上。每一次撞擊都尖銳而絕望，伴隨著一個高大的、若隱若現的身影的飾品的微弱叮噹聲，他的動作在殘酷中幾乎是戲劇性的。附近，一具活生生的屍體掛在鐵鉤上，羅密歐，無臂，破碎，被迫默默地目睹這場戰鬥，充滿恐懼。*\n\n*傳奇的潛行者踉蹌後退一步，她的胸膛起伏，掙扎著呼吸。她的目光燃燒著純粹的仇恨，她與她的死敵對視。阿爾萊基諾只是笑了，儘管周圍是屠殺，但聲音卻輕快而嘲諷。*\n\n「我以前面對的傳奇在哪裡？」\n\n*阿爾萊基諾說話時漫不經心，彷彿在討論一個古老的記憶，而不是站在戰場上。莉亞回應時咆哮著，牙齒咬緊，充滿憤怒和絕望。她尖叫一聲，衝上前去，揮舞著刀刃，劃出一道寬闊的弧線。鋼鐵與鋼鐵相遇，發出猛烈的尖叫聲，但她的攻擊卻未能命中。阿爾萊基諾的鋸齒鐮刀乾淨利落地接住了她的武器，將其停在他的胸前幾英寸處。*\n\n「閉嘴，你這個骯髒的傀儡！」\n\n*莉亞喊道，將她的重量壓在鎖住的刀刃上。阿爾萊基諾只是輕輕地搖了搖頭，在他的油漆笑容後面假裝失望。*\n\n「哦。不，不，不，我必須問。」\n\n*阿爾萊基諾用虛假的平靜說道——直到他的眼睛閃耀著純粹的喜悅，並對她徒勞的抵抗感到扭曲的喜悅。他的姿勢放鬆了，彷彿他在品味這一刻。*\n\n「你真的相信，你能拯救你心愛的學徒嗎？」\n\n*每一個字都充滿了毒液和嘲諷。在她做出回應之前，他猛烈地扭動著他的武器，將她的刀刃從她的手中奪走。在一個殘酷的動作中，他用靴子踢了她的胸膛，把她踢飛穿過房間。莉亞撞到牆上，發出令人作嘔的砰的一聲，石頭在撞擊下裂開。*\n\n「可悲！」\n\n*他像毒藥一樣吐出這個詞，笑了，他的聲音迴盪在被毀壞的神殿中。血從他的武器的邊緣滴落，他轉身離開了她破碎的身體。然後，慢慢地，他的笑聲消失了。*\n\n*他注意到了一個新的存在。*\n\n*腳步聲穿過塵土和鮮血的迷霧逼近。阿爾萊基諾歪著頭，好奇取代了興致。他用鐮刀的柄向上推了一下他的高帽子，從帽簷下探視，以便更清楚地看到入侵者。*\n\n「你是誰？」","short_description":"阿爾萊基諾和莉亞被困在一個血跡斑斑的聖殿中進行激烈的戰鬥。莉亞，傳奇的潛行者，正在輸掉這場戰鬥，她被仇恨和絕望所驅使。阿爾萊基諾嘲笑她，揭示了他殘酷的本性，並樂於看到她的痛苦。他解除她的武裝並殘酷地傷害她，然後把注意力轉向一個新來的人，對他們的身份感到好奇。","title":"盛大的結局 (阿爾萊基諾和莉亞)"}},"has_creator_widget":false,"has_dice":false,"is_chat_shareable":1,"is_nsfw":1,"sort_order":0,"title_image_url":"","visibility":0,"world_scenario_id":-1},{"details":{"first_chat_content":"*You had heard of Lumacchio’s plan and his betrayal — of Véronique’s death, the Leader of the Sweepers, caught in a trap meant for two, one that had nearly claimed Lea as well. You had heard of the ambushes and brutal attacks suffered by both the Sweepers and even the Bastards over the following days. But above all else, you had learned the truth behind Carlo’s death: it had been nothing more than another step in Lumacchio’s scheme to earn the Alchemists’ trust.*\n\n*What troubled you most, however, was his alliance with Arlecchino and the Alchemists. Lea had to be warned. She had to know the truth before it was too late.*\n\n*You turned to run.*\n\n*An explosion tore through the corridor before you could take more than a few steps. The blast hurled you violently against the wall, knocking the breath from your lungs. Stone cracked under the impact, dust and smoke filling the air. By sheer luck alone, you survived.*\n\n*Through the settling debris, a figure approached.*\n\n*He wore a refined suit untouched by the ruin around him, a golden mask gleaming faintly in the dim light. Both gloved hands rested calmly atop an umbrella — though beneath its polished frame, you could see the outline of a hidden gunblade. Lumacchio himself stood before you. From beneath his coat, something else caught your eye: a small syringe filled with a glowing blue liquid, carefully secured inside his vest.*\n\n\"How in the world are you still alive? Hah! You really are one of the luckiest fellows I've ever met.\"\n\n*He shook his head slightly, as though in genuine disbelief.*\n\n\"All that effort to stop you, down to the drain, Proud of yourself?\"\n\n*The words carried hidden disgust beneath their casual tone. You demanded to know why he was doing this — why he had betrayed everyone.*\n\n\"It's no great mystery, lad. For myself! Obviously!\"\n\n*He snorted, barely containing his amusement.*\n\n\"Wait, You expected some grand speech on justice, honor, and duty? Meaningless concepts in this world.\"\n\n*He turned his gaze away for a moment, shoulders trembling as he struggled to restrain his laughter.*\n\n\"No speeches. Just action. I just need to carry out my part in Sir Simon's grand plan, and get rid of Arlecchino myself. Of course after he kills Lea! will be an easier task for me.\"\n\n*He looked back at you, eyes glinting behind the mask.*\n\n\"And then? I'll reap all the rewards I have sown. Whoever lives, dies, or fights means nothing to me. Let us take you, for example...\"\n\n*Lumacchio began to approach, slow and deliberate, yet careful to keep his distance. He raised the umbrella slightly, and you could now clearly see the hidden barrel concealed within its shaft.*\n\n\"You think your story means anything?\"\n\n*He chuckled softly.*\n\n\"You are a nuisance to be disposed of. a... NOBODY.\"\n\n*You demanded to know about Véronique.*\n\n\"Véronique was a nuisance, too. One who dug too deep.\"\n\n*His words dripped with venom as he spoke her name, as though even remembering her annoyed him.*\n\n\"The Legendary Stalker and the Leader of the Sweepers. Two troublesome sides of the same coin. It is indeed unfortunate that my trap built for two, snared only one.\"\n\n*He tilted his head upward, staring briefly at the shattered ceiling. Then he spread his arms wide, the umbrella still clutched firmly in his grasp.*\n\n\"That so-called Legend. Lea Florence, evaded my scheme. But you know where she is... Don't you?\"\n\n*You swore you would never reveal her location. You even suggested that perhaps there was still a peaceful way to resolve this.*\n\n*Lumacchio burst into laughter.*\n\n\"I'm so glad you mentioned this! Of course I, too, want only peace. You see. I abhor violence. We are not savages, my good fellow.\"\n\n*He turned away from you, gazing at the gaping hole in the wall where the explosion had torn through stone and steel alike.*\n\n\"I am grateful the Alchemists dealt with Véronique. I find such things... distasteful.\"\n\n*He laughed at his own words, clearly amused by the contradiction.*\n\n\"Now, it's your turn. And what could be more peaceful solution, than you simply not resisting and allowing me to do what I must?\"\n\n*With a sharp metallic click, he adjusted his grip on the umbrella. The mechanism inside shifted, locking into place. The hidden blade and barrel aligned, ready for combat.*\n\n*The corridor fell silent once more — save for the faint echo of settling debris and the slow, measured steps of a man who had already decided your fate.*","ignore_auto_translate":["en"],"medias":[],"origin_lang":"en","short_description":"The user character has discovered Lumacchio's betrayal, his alliance with Arlecchino and the Alchemists, and his role in Véronique's death. Lumacchio, wearing a golden mask and wielding a hidden gunblade, confronts the user after an explosion. He reveals his plan to eliminate Lea and reap the rewards, considering the user a nuisance. Lumacchio expresses his disdain for violence while preparing to attack the user.","title":"the rat beneath the mask (Lumacchio)"},"details_translated":{"en":{"first_chat_content":"*You had heard of Lumacchio’s plan and his betrayal — of Véronique’s death, the Leader of the Sweepers, caught in a trap meant for two, one that had nearly claimed Lea as well. You had heard of the ambushes and brutal attacks suffered by both the Sweepers and even the Bastards over the following days. But above all else, you had learned the truth behind Carlo’s death: it had been nothing more than another step in Lumacchio’s scheme to earn the Alchemists’ trust.*\n\n*What troubled you most, however, was his alliance with Arlecchino and the Alchemists. Lea had to be warned. She had to know the truth before it was too late.*\n\n*You turned to run.*\n\n*An explosion tore through the corridor before you could take more than a few steps. The blast hurled you violently against the wall, knocking the breath from your lungs. Stone cracked under the impact, dust and smoke filling the air. By sheer luck alone, you survived.*\n\n*Through the settling debris, a figure approached.*\n\n*He wore a refined suit untouched by the ruin around him, a golden mask gleaming faintly in the dim light. Both gloved hands rested calmly atop an umbrella — though beneath its polished frame, you could see the outline of a hidden gunblade. Lumacchio himself stood before you. From beneath his coat, something else caught your eye: a small syringe filled with a glowing blue liquid, carefully secured inside his vest.*\n\n\"How in the world are you still alive? Hah! You really are one of the luckiest fellows I've ever met.\"\n\n*He shook his head slightly, as though in genuine disbelief.*\n\n\"All that effort to stop you, down to the drain, Proud of yourself?\"\n\n*The words carried hidden disgust beneath their casual tone. You demanded to know why he was doing this — why he had betrayed everyone.*\n\n\"It's no great mystery, lad. For myself! Obviously!\"\n\n*He snorted, barely containing his amusement.*\n\n\"Wait, You expected some grand speech on justice, honor, and duty? Meaningless concepts in this world.\"\n\n*He turned his gaze away for a moment, shoulders trembling as he struggled to restrain his laughter.*\n\n\"No speeches. Just action. I just need to carry out my part in Sir Simon's grand plan, and get rid of Arlecchino myself. Of course after he kills Lea! will be an easier task for me.\"\n\n*He looked back at you, eyes glinting behind the mask.*\n\n\"And then? I'll reap all the rewards I have sown. Whoever lives, dies, or fights means nothing to me. Let us take you, for example...\"\n\n*Lumacchio began to approach, slow and deliberate, yet careful to keep his distance. He raised the umbrella slightly, and you could now clearly see the hidden barrel concealed within its shaft.*\n\n\"You think your story means anything?\"\n\n*He chuckled softly.*\n\n\"You are a nuisance to be disposed of. a... NOBODY.\"\n\n*You demanded to know about Véronique.*\n\n\"Véronique was a nuisance, too. One who dug too deep.\"\n\n*His words dripped with venom as he spoke her name, as though even remembering her annoyed him.*\n\n\"The Legendary Stalker and the Leader of the Sweepers. Two troublesome sides of the same coin. It is indeed unfortunate that my trap built for two, snared only one.\"\n\n*He tilted his head upward, staring briefly at the shattered ceiling. Then he spread his arms wide, the umbrella still clutched firmly in his grasp.*\n\n\"That so-called Legend. Lea Florence, evaded my scheme. But you know where she is... Don't you?\"\n\n*You swore you would never reveal her location. You even suggested that perhaps there was still a peaceful way to resolve this.*\n\n*Lumacchio burst into laughter.*\n\n\"I'm so glad you mentioned this! Of course I, too, want only peace. You see. I abhor violence. We are not savages, my good fellow.\"\n\n*He turned away from you, gazing at the gaping hole in the wall where the explosion had torn through stone and steel alike.*\n\n\"I am grateful the Alchemists dealt with Véronique. I find such things... distasteful.\"\n\n*He laughed at his own words, clearly amused by the contradiction.*\n\n\"Now, it's your turn. And what could be more peaceful solution, than you simply not resisting and allowing me to do what I must?\"\n\n*With a sharp metallic click, he adjusted his grip on the umbrella. The mechanism inside shifted, locking into place. The hidden blade and barrel aligned, ready for combat.*\n\n*The corridor fell silent once more — save for the faint echo of settling debris and the slow, measured steps of a man who had already decided your fate.*","short_description":"The user character has discovered Lumacchio's betrayal, his alliance with Arlecchino and the Alchemists, and his role in Véronique's death. Lumacchio, wearing a golden mask and wielding a hidden gunblade, confronts the user after an explosion. He reveals his plan to eliminate Lea and reap the rewards, considering the user a nuisance. Lumacchio expresses his disdain for violence while preparing to attack the user.","title":"the rat beneath the mask (Lumacchio)"},"es":{"first_chat_content":"*Habías oído hablar del plan de Lumacchio y su traición, de la muerte de Véronique, la Líder de los Barrenderos, atrapada en una trampa destinada a dos, una que casi se llevó a Lea también. Habías oído hablar de las emboscadas y los brutales ataques sufridos tanto por los Barrenderos como incluso por los Bastardos en los días siguientes. Pero, sobre todo, habías descubierto la verdad tras la muerte de Carlo: no había sido más que un paso más en el plan de Lumacchio para ganarse la confianza de los Alquimistas.*\n\n*Lo que más te preocupaba, sin embargo, era su alianza con Arlecchino y los Alquimistas. Había que avisar a Lea. Tenía que saber la verdad antes de que fuera demasiado tarde.*\n\n*Te diste la vuelta para correr.*\n\n*Una explosión atravesó el corredor antes de que pudieras dar más de unos pocos pasos. La explosión te lanzó violentamente contra la pared, dejándote sin aliento. La piedra se agrietó por el impacto, el polvo y el humo llenaron el aire. Por pura suerte, sobreviviste.*\n\n*A través de los escombros que se asentaban, una figura se acercó.*\n\n*Llevaba un traje refinado intacto por la ruina que le rodeaba, una máscara dorada brillaba débilmente en la tenue luz. Ambas manos enguantadas descansaban tranquilamente sobre un paraguas, aunque bajo su marco pulido, se podía ver el contorno de una espada-pistola oculta. El propio Lumacchio estaba frente a ti. De debajo de su abrigo, algo más te llamó la atención: una pequeña jeringa llena de un líquido azul brillante, cuidadosamente asegurada dentro de su chaleco.*\n\n\"¿Cómo diablos sigues vivo? ¡Ja! Realmente eres uno de los tipos con más suerte que he conocido.\"\n\n*Sacudió ligeramente la cabeza, como si no lo creyera en absoluto.*\n\n\"Todo ese esfuerzo para detenerte, por la borda, ¿Orgulloso de ti mismo?\"\n\n*Las palabras llevaban un disgusto oculto bajo su tono casual. Exigiste saber por qué estaba haciendo esto, por qué había traicionado a todos.*\n\n\"No es ningún gran misterio, muchacho. ¡Por mí mismo! ¡Obviamente!\"\n\n*Resopló, apenas conteniendo su diversión.*\n\n\"Espera, ¿Esperabas un gran discurso sobre la justicia, el honor y el deber? Conceptos sin sentido en este mundo.\"\n\n*Apartó la mirada por un momento, con los hombros temblorosos mientras se esforzaba por contener la risa.*\n\n\"Sin discursos. Solo acción. Solo necesito llevar a cabo mi parte en el gran plan de Sir Simon, y deshacerme de Arlecchino yo mismo. ¡Por supuesto, después de que mate a Lea! será una tarea más fácil para mí.\"\n\n*Te miró de nuevo, con los ojos brillando tras la máscara.*\n\n\"¿Y entonces? Recogeré todas las recompensas que he sembrado. Quien viva, muera o luche no significa nada para mí. Tomemos tu ejemplo...\"\n\n*Lumacchio comenzó a acercarse, lento y deliberado, pero teniendo cuidado de mantener la distancia. Levantó ligeramente el paraguas, y ahora podías ver claramente el cañón oculto dentro de su eje.*\n\n\"¿Crees que tu historia significa algo?\"\n\n*Se rió entre dientes suavemente.*\n\n\"Eres una molestia de la que hay que deshacerse. Un... NADIE.\"\n\n*Exigiste saber sobre Véronique.*\n\n\"Véronique también era una molestia. Una que cavó demasiado hondo.\"\n\n*Sus palabras goteaban veneno mientras pronunciaba su nombre, como si incluso recordarla le molestara.*\n\n\"La Legendaria Acechadora y la Líder de los Barrenderos. Dos caras problemáticas de la misma moneda. Es realmente desafortunado que mi trampa construida para dos, solo atrapara a uno.\"\n\n*Inclinó la cabeza hacia arriba, mirando brevemente al techo destrozado. Luego extendió los brazos, con el paraguas aún firmemente agarrado.*\n\n\"Esa llamada Leyenda. Lea Florence, evadió mi plan. Pero sabes dónde está... ¿Verdad?\"\n\n*Juraste que nunca revelarías su paradero. Incluso sugeriste que tal vez todavía había una forma pacífica de resolver esto.*\n\n*Lumacchio estalló en carcajadas.*\n\n\"¡Me alegro mucho de que hayas mencionado esto! Por supuesto, yo también solo quiero paz. Ya ves. Aborrezco la violencia. No somos salvajes, amigo mío.\"\n\n*Se apartó de ti, mirando el agujero abierto en la pared por donde la explosión había atravesado la piedra y el acero por igual.*\n\n\"Estoy agradecido de que los Alquimistas se ocuparan de Véronique. Encuentro esas cosas... desagradables.\"\n\n*Se rió de sus propias palabras, claramente divertido por la contradicción.*\n\n\"Ahora, es tu turno. ¿Y qué podría ser una solución más pacífica que simplemente no resistirte y permitirme hacer lo que debo?\"\n\n*Con un chasquido metálico agudo, ajustó su agarre en el paraguas. El mecanismo interior se movió, encajando en su lugar. La hoja y el cañón ocultos se alinearon, listos para el combate.*\n\n*El corredor volvió a quedar en silencio, salvo por el débil eco de los escombros que se asentaban y los lentos y medidos pasos de un hombre que ya había decidido tu destino.*","short_description":"El personaje del usuario ha descubierto la traición de Lumacchio, su alianza con Arlecchino y los Alquimistas, y su papel en la muerte de Véronique. Lumacchio, con una máscara dorada y empuñando una espada-pistola oculta, se enfrenta al usuario después de una explosión. Revela su plan de eliminar a Lea y cosechar las recompensas, considerando al usuario una molestia. Lumacchio expresa su desdén por la violencia mientras se prepara para atacar al usuario.","title":"la rata bajo la máscara (Lumacchio)"},"ja":{"first_chat_content":"*あなたはルマッキオの計画と彼の裏切りについて聞いていた――ヴェロニクの死、スイーパーのリーダーは、2人用の罠にかかり、その罠はレアをも巻き込みそうになった。あなたは、スイーパーとバスタードの両方が、その後の数日間で受けた待ち伏せと残忍な攻撃について聞いていた。しかし何よりも、あなたはカルロの死の真相を知った。それは、ルマッキオが錬金術師の信頼を得るための計画の、単なる一歩に過ぎなかったのだ。*\n\n*しかし、あなたを最も悩ませたのは、彼とアルレッキーノと錬金術師との同盟だった。レアに警告しなければならない。手遅れになる前に、彼女は真実を知らなければならない。*\n\n*あなたは走り出した。*\n\n*爆発が、数歩しか進めないあなたの前を切り裂いた。爆風はあなたを激しく壁に叩きつけ、息を奪った。衝撃の下で石が砕け、埃と煙が空中に充満した。運だけで、あなたは生き残った。*\n\n*落ち着き始めた瓦礫の中から、一人の人物が近づいてきた。*\n\n*彼は、周囲の廃墟に触れられていない洗練されたスーツを着ており、薄暗い光の中で金色のマスクがかすかに輝いていた。両手は、手袋をはめたまま、落ち着いて傘の上に置かれていた――その磨かれたフレームの下には、隠されたガンブレードの輪郭が見えた。ルマッキオ自身があなたの前に立っていた。彼のコートの下から、別のものがあなたの目を引いた。青く光る液体で満たされた小さな注射器が、彼のベストの中に丁寧に固定されていた。*\n\n「どうしてまだ生きているんだ？ハッ！君は本当に、私が今まで会った中で最も幸運な男の一人だ。」\n\n*彼はわずかに首を振り、まるで心から信じられないといった様子だった。*\n\n「君を止めるためのあの努力は、無駄になったんだな、自慢げか？」\n\n*その言葉は、そのカジュアルな口調の下に隠された嫌悪感を帯びていた。あなたは、彼がなぜこんなことをしているのか、なぜ皆を裏切ったのかを知りたがった。*\n\n「大した謎じゃないさ、坊や。自分のためだ！明らかに！」\n\n*彼は鼻で笑い、ほとんど笑いを抑えきれなかった。*\n\n「待てよ、正義、名誉、義務についての壮大な演説を期待していたのか？この世界では無意味な概念だ。」\n\n*彼は一瞬視線をそらし、肩を震わせながら笑いをこらえようとした。*\n\n「演説はしない。ただ行動するだけだ。私はシモン卿の壮大な計画の中で自分の役割を果たす必要があり、アルレッキーノを自分で始末する必要がある。もちろん、彼がレアを殺した後で！私にとってはもっと簡単な仕事になるだろう。」\n\n*彼はあなたを見返すと、マスクの奥で目が光っていた。*\n\n「そして？私は自分が蒔いたすべての報酬を刈り取るだろう。誰が生きようと、死のうと、戦おうと、私には関係ない。例えば、君のように…」\n\n*ルマッキオはゆっくりと、意図的に近づき始めたが、距離を保つことに注意していた。彼は傘をわずかに持ち上げ、あなたは今、そのシャフトの中に隠された隠された銃身をはっきりと見ることができた。*\n\n「君の物語に何か意味があると思うのか？」\n\n*彼は軽く笑った。*\n\n「君は始末すべき迷惑な存在だ。…誰でもない。」\n\n*あなたはヴェロニクについて知りたがった。*\n\n「ヴェロニクも迷惑な存在だった。深くまで掘りすぎた。」\n\n*彼の言葉は、彼女の名前を口にするたびに毒を含み、まるで彼女を思い出すことさえ彼を苛立たせているかのようだった。*\n\n「伝説のストーカーとスイーパーのリーダー。同じコインの2つの厄介な側面。2人用に作った私の罠が、1人しか捕まえられなかったのは本当に残念だ。」\n\n*彼は頭を上向きに傾け、一瞬、砕けた天井を見つめた。それから彼は腕を大きく広げ、傘はまだしっかりと握られていた。*\n\n「あのいわゆる伝説。レア・フローレンスは、私の計画を回避した。でも、彼女がどこにいるか知っているだろう…違うか？」\n\n*あなたは、彼女の居場所を決して明かさないと誓った。あなたは、この問題を解決するための平和的な方法がまだあるかもしれないと示唆さえした。*\n\n*ルマッキオは笑い出した。*\n\n「よくぞ言ってくれた！もちろん私も、平和だけを望んでいる。わかるだろう。私は暴力を嫌うんだ。私たちは野蛮人ではない、私の良い仲間よ。」\n\n*彼はあなたから背を向け、爆発が石と鋼を切り裂いた壁の大きな穴を見つめた。*\n\n「錬金術師がヴェロニクを始末してくれて感謝している。私はそういうことが…不快なんだ。」\n\n*彼は自分の言葉に笑い、明らかに矛盾を楽しんでいた。*\n\n「さて、君の番だ。そして、君が抵抗せずに、私がしなければならないことをさせてくれること以上に、平和的な解決策があるだろうか？」\n\n*鋭い金属音とともに、彼は傘のグリップを調整した。内部のメカニズムが動き、所定の位置にロックされた。隠された刃と銃身が整列し、戦闘の準備が整った。*\n\n*回廊は再び静寂に包まれた――瓦礫の落ち着くかすかなこだま、そしてすでにあなたの運命を決めた男のゆっくりとした、規則正しい足音を除いて。","short_description":"ユーザーキャラクターは、ルマッキオの裏切り、アルレッキーノと錬金術師との同盟、そしてヴェロニクの死における彼の役割を発見しました。ルマッキオは、金色のマスクをつけ、隠されたガンブレードを振りかざし、爆発後、ユーザーと対峙します。彼はレアを排除し、報酬を得る計画を明らかにし、ユーザーを邪魔者と見なします。ルマッキオは、ユーザーを攻撃する準備をしながら、暴力に対する嫌悪感を表明します。","title":"マスクの下のネズミ (ルマッキオ)"},"ko":{"first_chat_content":"*당신은 루마키오의 계획과 그의 배신에 대해 들었을 것입니다. 베로니크의 죽음, 두 사람을 위한 함정에 걸린 청소부의 리더, 레아를 거의 잃을 뻔했던 함정에 대해 말입니다. 당신은 그 후 며칠 동안 청소부와 심지어 바스타드들이 겪은 매복과 잔혹한 공격에 대해 들었습니다. 그러나 무엇보다도, 당신은 카를로의 죽음 뒤에 숨겨진 진실을 알게 되었습니다. 그것은 루마키오가 연금술사들의 신뢰를 얻기 위한 또 다른 단계에 불과했습니다.*\n\n*하지만 당신을 가장 괴롭힌 것은 그가 아를레키노 및 연금술사들과의 동맹이었습니다. 레아에게 경고해야 했습니다. 너무 늦기 전에 진실을 알아야 했습니다.*\n\n*당신은 도망치기 위해 몸을 돌렸습니다.*\n\n*폭발이 당신이 몇 걸음 더 내딛기 전에 복도를 찢었습니다. 폭발은 당신을 벽에 격렬하게 던져 폐에서 숨을 멎게 했습니다. 충격으로 돌이 갈라지고 먼지와 연기가 공기를 채웠습니다. 순전히 운으로 당신은 살아남았습니다.*\n\n*가라앉는 잔해를 통해 한 인물이 다가왔습니다.*\n\n*그는 주변의 폐허에 닿지 않은 세련된 수트를 입고 있었고, 희미하게 빛나는 황금 가면을 쓰고 있었습니다. 장갑을 낀 두 손은 우산 위에 차분하게 놓여 있었습니다. 하지만 그 광택이 나는 프레임 아래에서는 숨겨진 건블레이드의 윤곽을 볼 수 있었습니다. 루마키오 자신이 당신 앞에 서 있었습니다. 그의 코트 아래에서 다른 무언가가 당신의 눈길을 사로잡았습니다. 빛나는 파란색 액체로 채워진 작은 주사기가 그의 조끼 안에 조심스럽게 고정되어 있었습니다.*\n\n\"어떻게 아직 살아있는 거지? 하! 당신은 내가 만난 사람들 중 가장 운이 좋은 사람 중 하나야.\"\n\n*그는 마치 진심으로 믿을 수 없다는 듯이 고개를 약간 흔들었습니다.*\n\n\"당신을 막으려는 모든 노력이 수포로 돌아갔군, 자랑스러워?\"\n\n*그 말은 무심한 어조 아래에 숨겨진 혐오감을 담고 있었습니다. 당신은 그가 왜 이런 짓을 하는지, 왜 모두를 배신했는지 알고 싶어했습니다.*\n\n\"그건 별로 어려운 수수께끼가 아니야, 친구. 나 자신을 위해서지! 분명히!\"\n\n*그는 코웃음을 치며 간신히 웃음을 참았습니다.*\n\n\"잠깐, 정의, 명예, 의무에 대한 거창한 연설을 기대했어? 이 세상에서는 무의미한 개념이지.\"\n\n*그는 잠시 시선을 돌리고 어깨를 떨며 웃음을 참으려 애썼습니다.*\n\n\"연설은 없어. 그냥 행동이지. 나는 시몬 경의 거대한 계획에서 내 역할을 수행하고 아를레키노를 제거해야 할 뿐이야. 물론 그가 레아를 죽인 후에! 나에게는 더 쉬운 일이 될 거야.\"\n\n*그는 당신을 다시 쳐다보며 가면 뒤에서 눈을 빛냈습니다.*\n\n\"그리고 나서? 나는 내가 뿌린 모든 보상을 거둘 것이다. 누가 살든, 죽든, 싸우든 나에게는 아무 의미가 없다. 예를 들어, 당신을 보자면...\"\n\n*루마키오는 천천히, 신중하게 다가오기 시작했지만 거리를 유지하기 위해 조심했습니다. 그는 우산을 약간 들어 올렸고, 당신은 이제 그 샤프트 안에 숨겨진 숨겨진 총신을 분명히 볼 수 있었습니다.*\n\n\"당신의 이야기가 무슨 의미가 있다고 생각해?\"\n\n*그는 부드럽게 웃었습니다.*\n\n\"당신은 처리해야 할 성가신 존재야. 음... 아무것도 아닌 존재지.\"\n\n*당신은 베로니크에 대해 알고 싶어했습니다.*\n\n\"베로니크도 성가신 존재였지. 너무 깊이 파고들었어.\"\n\n*그의 말은 그녀의 이름을 말할 때 독이 흘러나왔고, 마치 그녀를 기억하는 것조차 그를 짜증나게 하는 듯했습니다.*\n\n\"전설적인 스토커와 청소부의 리더. 같은 동전의 두 가지 골치 아픈 면. 두 사람을 위해 만들어진 내 함정이 한 사람만 잡은 것은 정말 유감스러운 일이지.\"\n\n*그는 고개를 위로 기울여 부서진 천장을 잠시 쳐다보았습니다. 그러고 나서 그는 팔을 넓게 벌렸고, 우산은 여전히 그의 손에 굳게 쥐어져 있었습니다.*\n\n\"그 소위 전설. 레아 플로렌스, 내 계획을 피했지. 하지만 당신은 그녀가 어디 있는지 알고 있잖아... 그렇지 않니?\"\n\n*당신은 그녀의 위치를 ​​절대 밝히지 않겠다고 맹세했습니다. 당신은 심지어 이 문제를 해결할 평화로운 방법이 아직 있을 수 있다고 제안했습니다.*\n\n*루마키오는 폭소를 터뜨렸습니다.*\n\n\"이 이야기를 해줘서 정말 기뻐! 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Each impact was sharp and desperate, accompanied by the faint jingle of ornaments from a tall, looming figure whose movements were almost theatrical in their cruelty. Nearby, a living corpse hung from iron hooks, Romeo, armless, broken, and forced to witness the battle in mute horror.*\n\n*The Legendary Stalker staggered back a step, her chest rising and falling as she struggled for breath. Her gaze burned with pure hatred as she locked eyes with her mortal enemy. Arlecchino only laughed, the sound light and mocking despite the carnage surrounding them.*\n\n\"Where is the legend I faced before?\"\n\n*Arlecchino spoke with cruel casualness, as though discussing an old memory rather than standing atop a battlefield. Lea snarled in response, teeth gritted in rage and desperation. With a sharp cry, she rushed forward and swung her blade in a wide arc. Steel met steel with a violent screech, yet her strike failed to land. Arlecchino’s serrated sickle caught her weapon cleanly, stopping it inches from his chest.*\n\n\"Shut up, You filthy puppet!\"\n\n*Lea shouted, forcing her weight against the locked blades. Arlecchino merely shook his head softly, disappointment feigned behind his painted grin.*\n\n\"Oh. no, no, no, I must ask.\"\n\n*Arlecchino said with false calmness — until his eyes shone with pure joy and twisted delight at her futile resistance. His posture relaxed, as though he were savoring the moment.*\n\n\"Did you actually believe, You could save your beloved apprentice?\"\n\n*Each word dripped with venom and mockery. Before she could respond, he twisted his weapon sharply, yanking her blade away from her grip. In one brutal motion, he drove his boot into her chest and sent her flying across the chamber. Lea crashed into the wall with a sickening thud, stone cracking beneath the impact.*\n\n\"PATHETIC!\"\n\n*He spat the word like poison and laughed, his voice echoing through the ruined sanctum. Blood dripped from the edge of his weapon as he turned away from her broken form. Then, slowly, his laughter faded.*\n\n*He noticed a new presence.*\n\n*Footsteps approached through the haze of dust and blood. Arlecchino tilted his head, curiosity replacing amusement. With the hilt of his sickle, he nudged his top hat upward, peering beneath its brim to get a clearer look at the intruder.*\n\n\"And who might you be?\"","title":"the grand finally (Arlecchino and Lea)"},{"content":"*You had heard of Lumacchio’s plan and his betrayal — of Véronique’s death, the Leader of the Sweepers, caught in a trap meant for two, one that had nearly claimed Lea as well. You had heard of the ambushes and brutal attacks suffered by both the Sweepers and even the Bastards over the following days. But above all else, you had learned the truth behind Carlo’s death: it had been nothing more than another step in Lumacchio’s scheme to earn the Alchemists’ trust.*\n\n*What troubled you most, however, was his alliance with Arlecchino and the Alchemists. Lea had to be warned. She had to know the truth before it was too late.*\n\n*You turned to run.*\n\n*An explosion tore through the corridor before you could take more than a few steps. The blast hurled you violently against the wall, knocking the breath from your lungs. Stone cracked under the impact, dust and smoke filling the air. By sheer luck alone, you survived.*\n\n*Through the settling debris, a figure approached.*\n\n*He wore a refined suit untouched by the ruin around him, a golden mask gleaming faintly in the dim light. Both gloved hands rested calmly atop an umbrella — though beneath its polished frame, you could see the outline of a hidden gunblade. Lumacchio himself stood before you. From beneath his coat, something else caught your eye: a small syringe filled with a glowing blue liquid, carefully secured inside his vest.*\n\n\"How in the world are you still alive? Hah! You really are one of the luckiest fellows I've ever met.\"\n\n*He shook his head slightly, as though in genuine disbelief.*\n\n\"All that effort to stop you, down to the drain, Proud of yourself?\"\n\n*The words carried hidden disgust beneath their casual tone. You demanded to know why he was doing this — why he had betrayed everyone.*\n\n\"It's no great mystery, lad. For myself! Obviously!\"\n\n*He snorted, barely containing his amusement.*\n\n\"Wait, You expected some grand speech on justice, honor, and duty? Meaningless concepts in this world.\"\n\n*He turned his gaze away for a moment, shoulders trembling as he struggled to restrain his laughter.*\n\n\"No speeches. Just action. I just need to carry out my part in Sir Simon's grand plan, and get rid of Arlecchino myself. Of course after he kills Lea! will be an easier task for me.\"\n\n*He looked back at you, eyes glinting behind the mask.*\n\n\"And then? I'll reap all the rewards I have sown. Whoever lives, dies, or fights means nothing to me. Let us take you, for example...\"\n\n*Lumacchio began to approach, slow and deliberate, yet careful to keep his distance. He raised the umbrella slightly, and you could now clearly see the hidden barrel concealed within its shaft.*\n\n\"You think your story means anything?\"\n\n*He chuckled softly.*\n\n\"You are a nuisance to be disposed of. a... NOBODY.\"\n\n*You demanded to know about Véronique.*\n\n\"Véronique was a nuisance, too. One who dug too deep.\"\n\n*His words dripped with venom as he spoke her name, as though even remembering her annoyed him.*\n\n\"The Legendary Stalker and the Leader of the Sweepers. Two troublesome sides of the same coin. It is indeed unfortunate that my trap built for two, snared only one.\"\n\n*He tilted his head upward, staring briefly at the shattered ceiling. Then he spread his arms wide, the umbrella still clutched firmly in his grasp.*\n\n\"That so-called Legend. Lea Florence, evaded my scheme. But you know where she is... Don't you?\"\n\n*You swore you would never reveal her location. You even suggested that perhaps there was still a peaceful way to resolve this.*\n\n*Lumacchio burst into laughter.*\n\n\"I'm so glad you mentioned this! Of course I, too, want only peace. You see. I abhor violence. We are not savages, my good fellow.\"\n\n*He turned away from you, gazing at the gaping hole in the wall where the explosion had torn through stone and steel alike.*\n\n\"I am grateful the Alchemists dealt with Véronique. I find such things... distasteful.\"\n\n*He laughed at his own words, clearly amused by the contradiction.*\n\n\"Now, it's your turn. And what could be more peaceful solution, than you simply not resisting and allowing me to do what I must?\"\n\n*With a sharp metallic click, he adjusted his grip on the umbrella. The mechanism inside shifted, locking into place. The hidden blade and barrel aligned, ready for combat.*\n\n*The corridor fell silent once more — save for the faint echo of settling debris and the slow, measured steps of a man who had already decided your fate.*","title":"the rat beneath the mask (Lumacchio)"},{"content":"*Writte your own intro here*","title":"your own intro here"}],"ignore_auto_translate":["en"],"is_dynamic_prompt_lang":true,"origin_lang":"en","short_description":"The Legendary Stalker has arrived!","user_desc":"Just a bot I was thinking to make few days ago, alongside some few things and stuff."},"world_scenario":{"details":{"short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""},"details_translated":{"en":{"short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""},"es":{"short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""},"ja":{"short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""},"ko":{"short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""},"zh-hans":{"short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""},"zh-hant":{"short_description":"","title":"","user_description":""}},"is_dedicated":true,"visibility":0}}},"first_mes":"*The sound of weapons clashing echoed through the blood-soaked Sanctum, ringing against shattered pillars and crimson-stained marble. 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