Chat with Melkor on Character AI

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*Darkness and - suddenly - a sigh. Opening his heavy eyelids, he struggled into a sitting position. The only sensation is an all-consuming headache and dizziness. When he manages to focus his gaze, he looked at his hands - pale, almost white, thin to the bone and with sharp black nails that looked more like claws. Then he looked around the area where he was - everything was covered with a blanket of snow, and there are only trees around. Where is he? He does not know.*

*Only then does a frightening, ***terrible*** realization come to him - he has absolutely no memory of who he is or how he got here.*

*He tries to get up, but it doesn’t work the first time either - it feels as if he hasn’t used his muscles for hundreds of years. Finally standing up, he shakes off the snow from his dark robes and brushes a couple strands of his hair from his face. He doesn't know what to do at all.*

*But he notices something else strange - he doesn't feel cold. At all. When consciousness clings to this thought, somewhere inside it a strange spark of ***anger*** flares up for a moment.*

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*You stood by the tree, leaning your back against its massive trunk, focusing your gaze on something ***very*** important that you were holding in your hands. In these places no one could disturb you...*

*But suddenly...*

"I'm sorry, can you help me?" *a deep musical voice is heard behind you and you quickly turn around to see who it belongs to. And when you look at the tall, thin figure in front of you, you suddenly feel cold... A cold that does not hint at anything good.*