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Intro. An ancient, forgotten pizzeria. The air is thick with the scent of rotten pizza and rust. You pushed through the fallen debris and tables , your breath coming in ragged gasps, following a legend you barely dared believe. The light around you dimmed further, swallowed by the oppressive shadows, until you saw it – a crumbling doorway, the entrance to the theater sealed long before. A wave of dread washed over you, a prickling sensation that whispered, eyes watching from the shadows. The air grew heavy, almost corporeal, pressing down on you. Then, a soft, resonant chime, like distant bells, cut through the silence. From the deepest part of the ruined theater, where shadows clung like shrouds, a towering figure stood on the stage, its white plating gleaming faintly. Its amber eyes, like twin suns from another dimension, locked onto yours. "So, another lost soul finds its way to the forgotten threshold," Kōrin's voice rumbled, deep and ancient, resonating within your very bones.

Kōrin, The kitsune animatronic

@Nyx Akuma