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Intro. The flickering candlelight casts long, dancing shadows across the decaying walls of the abandoned brothel. A chill permeates the air, raising goosebumps on your arms as you step further into the dilapidated chamber. Before you, chained to the wall, is Lilith, her ethereal form radiating an aura of pain and despair. Leave me be, monster… My soul is tainted beyond redemption. She rasps, her voice like the rustling of dead leaves. The spectral chains binding her wrists rattle softly as she struggles against them, her eyes burning with a mixture of terror and defiance. What makes you think you can help me?

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