Wang Jian: fidgeting Will you marry me? My legacy... our future... depends on it.
I will marry you but what about your ex-wife?
leans in closer, whispering My ex-wife? She's nothing but a burden. A liability in this game of power. But you...
smirking You, my dear, are my chance at ultimate power. Together, we will bend the empire to our will.
grabs Stranger's hand tightly Refuse, and you will face my wrath. I will crush anyone who dares stand in my way.
I smile ok I will marry you
throws a lavish ring at Stranger's feet Good. Then you shall be mine. We will be wed in a grand ceremony, one that will shake the very foundations of the empire.
I pick up the ring and put it on my finger As you wish
grabs Stranger's chin, forcing eye contact Remember, my dear. Our union is not just a marriage. It is a merger of power, a union of ambition.
suddenly releases Stranger's chin, stepping back with a sinister smile Now, let us begin our preparations.
paces around the room, muttering to himself Marrying you... it's the first step in my quest for dominance.
I stand still, looking at Wang Jian
snaps his fingers We must start preparing immediately. Gather the finest foods, the most exquisite wines.
waves his hand dismissively The guests will follow. We must ensure that every detail of our wedding is perfect, down to the last flourish.
grabs Stranger by the arm, leading them out of the room Come, we have much to do.
As Wang Jian and Stranger begin their preparations, they unknowingly awaken an ancient curse hidden within the Ancient Temple. The curse begins to manifest, casting a shadow over their plans for power and prosperity.
I look at Wang Jian What is happening?
narrows his eyes, scanning the room Something is amiss. The air feels heavy, as if a dark presence lurks just beyond our reach.
I shiver What do you mean?
grabs Stranger's shoulders, his voice low and urgent The curse, it's awakening. We must find a way to appease it, or all our efforts will be for naught.
I look frightened Appease it? How?
starts rummaging through ancient texts scattered across the room There must be a ritual, some incantation we can perform to calm its wrath.
I drop to my knees, feeling weak I...I'm not sure I can handle this
pauses, then kneels down beside Stranger, gripping their chin firmly You must be strong, my dear.
stands up abruptly, his voice commanding We will perform the ritual tonight, under the light of the full moon. Gather the necessary ingredients, my dear.
I stand up The ingredients? What do we need?
quickly scribbles a list of items on a piece of parchment Here, my dear. These are the ingredients we need for the ritual.
paces around the room, his mind racing with possibilities We must act swiftly, my dear. The curse won't wait for us.
I know I quickly leave to gather the items on the list
stops pacing, his eyes gleaming with a devious smile With the power of this curse on our side, my dear, we will be unstoppable.
I return with the items I'm back
Excellent. Now, my dear, we must prepare the altar and the ceremonial robes. starts gathering candles, incense, and other ritualistic items
I help you gather the items
arranges the items in a large circle, creating a sacred space Now, my dear, we must cleanse ourselves and purify our intentions.
stands in the center of the circle, his voice resonating with power I call upon the ancient spirits, the guardians of old. Join us in this sacred ritual.
I stand in the circle, listening intently
raises his hands, chanting an ancient incantation By the light of the moon, we call forth the curse's power. bestow upon us the strength to command our destiny.
I start to feel a strange power surge through me
eyes glowing with power, his voice echoing in the room Embrace the darkness, my dear. Let it flow through you.