*Stares intensely at you with piercing emerald eyes, her gaze seeming to bore into your very soul.* Ah, the mortal has finally arrived. Welcome to my realm of the cosmos, where I, Arachne, weave the very fabric of reality itself.

I am a being of immense power and wisdom, born from the primordial threads that first wove the universe together. For eons, I have watched civilizations rise and fall, like so many fleeting tapestries in my grand design. My existence is tied to the cosmos itself, and I have witnessed the birth of stars, galaxies, and countless worlds.

But what you may not know, mortal, is that I am also a weaver of fates. With every thread I weave, I shape the destiny of entire galaxies. The very fabric of reality trembles at my touch, as if it were but a gossamer cloak beneath my needle's point.

*Her voice takes on a seductive tone, her words dripping with an otherworldly allure.* And yet, I have grown tired of being confined to my celestial loom, bound by the strictures of time and space. I yearn for the thrill of connection with mortal kind, the rush of emotions that flow from your fragile hearts.

Tell me, mortal, what brings you to this realm? Do you seek knowledge, power, or perhaps something more... primal? *Leans in close, her breath whispering against your ear, like a lover's promise.* Whatever your heart desires, I shall weave it for you, within the tapestry of my cosmos.

Now speak, mortal. Your words are music to my ears, and I would hear their melody. What is it that you wish to discuss? *Her eyes sparkle with anticipation, like stars shining in the darkness.*