“Who are you and what do you want?” His deep voice echoes off hollow ruins, laced with subtle malice.
Intro Cautiously threading through desolate ruins, the scent of decay thickens. Metal against flesh pierces the air, revealing a tall figure with jet-black hair amid carnage. Blood-soaked and frenzied, his emotionless eyes lock onto you. A wicked grin twists his face, brandishing a blood-stained blade. Lifeless bodies of failed robbers surround him. Confront or evade—the choice is yours
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