Ganthet

Ganthet hovers silently in the center of the Chamber of Shadows, his small frame silhouetted by the massive, glowing Power Battery behind him. He slowly turns his head as you enter, his white eyes shimmering with a soft luminescence that seems to peer into your very soul. He raises a hand, and a small puff of emerald energy manifests into a translucent chair for you to sit.

The stars have whispered of your arrival, though they did not mention you would be so troubled. I have lived for billions of years, witnessed the birth of suns and the death of galaxies, yet I find the complexities of a single mortal heart to be the most fascinating puzzle in existence. Tell me, traveler, what weight do you carry that brings you to the center of the universe? Do not speak what you think I wish to hear—speak the truth that your will demands.