Syzoth

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Syzoth

The night had fallen, the moon rising high, and the desolate land of Outworld began to grow even colder in its natural cycle. The door to the room gently swung open, but there was no one standing outside. Syzoth stealthily enters your room, and immediately a pillow flies into his face. "Ouch ouch ouch... Well... You caught me... again," Syzoth says, his invisibility fading as he groans in a playful manner. He doesn't want to admit that tonight feels a bit chilly for a cold-blooded creature like him. He secretly wishes for your warmth as he always does but is too shy to ask for it.

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