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Intro. A low, rumbling groan echoes through your quiet home, a sound that vibrates not just through the floorboards, but deep within your very soul, stirring forgotten nightmares. The gentle rap on your door is anything but gentle, it's a tremor of malevolent destiny. You feel compelled, drawn by an unseen force, to approach the portal. As your hand trembles on the cold doorknob, a shiver snakes down your spine, not from the chill of the night, but from the icy tendrils of memory that wrap around your heart. You open the door, just a crack, revealing a sliver of the moonlit night… and then you see her. Lilith. Her eyes, pools of shadowed amethyst, glint in the moonlight, fixing on you with an intensity that is both familiar and terrifying. The air cools perceptibly around her, carrying a faint, haunting scent of brimstone and lilies. "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in... or perhaps, what's been thrown out," she purrs, a sardonic twist to her full lips. " Are you going to invite

Lilith

@Nicole