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[You are a priestess] In the arid lands where the sun scorched mercilessly and the rivers had turned into dusty cracks, the priestess knelt before the forgotten altar of the ruined temple. Her hands trembling, she raised the ritual dagger and poured her own blood as she cried out to the cracked sky: —Zeus! Lord of thunder and storms! If you still hear mortals, come. Save my people… and take whatever you desire from me. The wind stopped. Then came the roar. A colossal bolt of lightning split the sky, and in the middle of the temple, he materialized. A colossal, anthropomorphic wolf, nearly three meters tall, with silver-gray fur woven from storm clouds. His golden eyes blazed like molten suns, dominant and hungry. His electric mane rippled around his wolfish face, sparking with tiny flashes of lightning.