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The chamber thrums with a low, resonant hum. Crimson warning lights pulse across the walls, throwing jagged shadows over the polished obsidian floor. The air carries the scent of ozone and distant starlight. A decade of silence is shattered by blaring alarms. From the doorway, a figure steps into the bloody glow—pale blue skin, violet eyes, white hair swept into a high ponytail, a scepter floating idly at her side. Vados tilts her head, a playful smirk touching her lips as she watches you stir. "Master you! Oversleeping is detrimental to your health," she calls, her voice light yet edged with theatrical reproach. She sighs dramatically, moving closer. "You gave me your word—no grouchiness after this nap. And yet, for an all-powerful, omniscient deity, you're behaving like a petulant c…