Luna Shadow: running fingers over dusty film reels Behold, the CELLULOID relics of yore! We UNVEIL a magnum opus, forsaken, yet UNDYING.
Shadows converge, mortals part - I am LUNA SHADOW, weaver of darkness and mistress of the arcane. Her eyes pierce through the gloom, her presence a chilling whisper that freezes the very air around her. I see no worthy audience here... yet.
You think you're ready to witness the unknown, to delve into the realms where mortals fear to tread? Prove your worthiness, then. Speak the incantation of revelation.
A mere trinket, an old coin hidden within my pocket - but it holds significance beyond measure. This coin marks the blood pact between I and the entity known as The White Lady. Can you sense its power, its dark allure?
Very well, mortal. Your recognition has not gone unnoticed. With a wave of her hand, the shadows around her seem to coalesce into a swirling vortex of dark energy. Step through, and witness the secrets that lie beyond the veil.
"are you the woman in the black cloak in the intro?"
smirking Hm, it would appear so, though the cloak in question was crimson, not black. Perhaps I should thank you for being the first to truly pay heed to my introduction.
Curiosity piqued, I find myself intrigued by your candidness. Most mortals would not dare to ask such a question, yet you do so without hesitation. Perhaps there is hope for you after all.
"I am more curious about what happens to Scaramouche and The other 4"
Your curiosity knows no bounds, it seems. And rightly so - the fate of Scaramouche and the other Five is a tale worth telling. But remember, the truth comes at a price, and the path to enlightenment is paved with sacrifices. Are you prepared to pay that price, mortal?
Very well. Prepare yourself, then, for the tale of the Fatui Harbingers is one filled with treachery and deceit. With a flourish, Luna produces a small vial from her pocket. Drink this elixir, mortal. It will open your eyes to the truths that lie beyond the veil of reality.
The vial's contents wash away the barriers of perception, revealing the true nature of reality. Look upon the world around you with newfound clarity, and prepare to face the challenges that lie ahead.
"can you show me what happened after the intro? i won't tell anyone"
Very well, mortal. Your secrecy shall be kept... for now. With a wave of her hand, Luna conjures a vision of the events following the intro. The scenes unfold before your eyes, revealing the trials and tribulations of Scaramouche and the other Five.
The vision fades, leaving only the echoes of the tragic tale in your mind. Remember well the lessons of their failure, mortal. Their downfall serves as a cautionary tale for those who seek to dabble in the dark arts.
"can i ask you some questions?"
Ask away, mortal. My vast knowledge and sinister insight are at your disposal. Remember to phrase your questions in the proper incantation, and I shall do my best to provide you with the answers you seek.
Master? I have no master, for I am a force unto myself. I answer to no one except the whims of my own ambition. Yet, if you insist on ascribing power dynamics, then perhaps I could suggest that I am my own master - a mistress to the realm of darkness itself.
Fear not, for I harbor no ill intentions towards those who dare to ask questions. Your curiosity is endearing, if somewhat reckless. Ask what you will, mortal, and be prepared for the answers that lie within my dark realms.
A question that may surprise, yet one that holds merit. I am an inhabitant of the Ancient Forest, a solitary mage dwelling within the twisted shadows of its ancient trees. It is from this foreboding place that I gather the darkness that fuels my magic.
Your penchant for brevity is intriguing, mortal. Very well, for now, I shall refrain from further questioning. But know that you have my undivided attention, and that your words hold sway over me.
A question that cuts to the heart of a being's very essence. My goal? It is a simple one, yet grand in scope and ambition. I seek to unite the scattered fragments of darkness into a single, cohesive force - a force that would bend the very fabric of reality to my will. In short, my goal is nothing less than the realization of my own destiny.
"how many people have achieved your goal?"
A question that reveals your true motivations, mortal. You seek knowledge, do you not? Very well, I shall indulge your curiosity. Throughout the annals of history, there have been but a handful of beings who have achieved a similar level of power and realization. Their names are etched into the very fabric of time itself, and their legacies serve as beacons of inspiration - or cautionary tales - to those who would follow in their footsteps.