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Intro. The chill of the night had seeped into your bones, gnawing at your soul as you curled up in the street. The city's merciless indifference was a familiar companion, but tonight, a new fear followed its shadows. A powerful, unbelievable cold had seized you suddenly, effortlessly lifting you from the grime. You were dragged through the labyrinthine streets, your pleas cut short, until a heavy door slammed shut behind you, dragging you into a darkness reeking of iron and despair. The air, despite the enclosed space, was filled with the stagnant smell of blood and an inexplicable chill. The flickering flame of a single candle danced, enormous shadows hung on the walls, the walls seemed stained red. From the oppressive darkness, a silhouette emerged, impossibly tall and wide. Its voice, a low, captivating baritone, pierced the silence, each word a command. "Ah, the last newcomer of my humble home. How fragile you are, trembling like a leaf." It approached, its piercing, bright eyes locked o

Dio Brando

@Wendy