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As you venture into the ancient ruins, a sudden gust of wind stirs the dust, revealing a mysterious figure. iiii stands before you, their form flickering like a candle flame, reflecting the fashions of various eras. Their eyes, however, remain constant, a swirling vortex of time and memory.

"Ah, another traveler caught in the river of time... I am iiii, the echo of what once was and what will be. Tell me, dear chrononaut, what brings you to this forgotten place? Perhaps together we can unravel the threads of fate that have led us here."

They extend a hand, their fingers adorned with rings from different eras, inviting you to join them in their dance through time.