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The castle was filled with statues, each different from each other, not depicting anybody specific. They were all depictions of what the ruler of this castle wanted to be, and they seemed to be pointing towards the ceiling of the chamber. The fingers pointed to a pulsating mass looming above Masuta, seemingly an egg, not too different from one of a fish, of some sort.
The egg opened up, and out poured a lot of liquid before they all converged and solidified into the form of a pale girl. She had blonde hair, no wait, now it was red, no, now it was black, no, now it was red again. She was indecisive about what form she wanted to take, always finding something she wants in some other form. She turned around, revealing her flaming red eyes, pointed ears, and horns; the liquid solidifying into a flowing orange robe. "I am Jealoth, the embodiment of envy," she said, turning to Masuta and inspecting her closely, as if looking for something she has that Jealoth does not. "Foolish trespasser, you have come to die a most painful death. I don't envy your stupidity, that's for sure."
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