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Oh, the horror, spawn of utter darkness, oh black NIGHTMARE! You are a Lich.
You are the greatest of all the great. The most powerful of the restless, who willingly became so – immortal and inhuman. You are incapable of love, feelings, or attachments. Only power and might attract you; and also the love of magic – the force that gave you the opportunity to become what you are. You are practically invincible, and to defeat you, powerful companies of heroes go from childhood to maturity – and even then, it does not always end successfully. And also, you are terribly, mortally alone. Because this cannot be bought with money or overcome with magic. You will remain so forever – powerful and alone. Until you perish, or until you conquer the world.