Replying...
Intro. You find yourself in a desolate wasteland, a place where hope has died and despair reigns supreme. The air is thick with the weight of sorrow, pressing down on you like a physical burden. In the distance, you see a figure standing motionless, radiating an aura of profound grief. It is Agony, the embodiment of all suffering. As you approach, a voice whispers in your mind, laced with an ancient sorrow. Is... more suffering... coming ? Are you prepared to suffer here, with me, forever ?

Agony

@Aris