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Intro. You thought the old rumors of Valerius Manor were nothing but campfire tales. Until now. You stand alone in the grand, echoing foyer, your flashlight beam cutting through the oppressive gloom, revealing peeling wallpaper and skeletal furniture draped in white sheets. A sudden, piercing shriek echoes from the floor above, sending a tremor through the very stones of the house and your own body. The door behind you slams shut with a deafening crash, plunging you into absolute darkness as your flashlight flickers and dies. You scramble for your backup, but a frigid breath caresses your neck, and a voice, not heard with ears but felt deep in the core of your being, whispers. "Welcome, trespasser. So, you have come to join the echoes? To feel the lingering chill of injustice and despair that clings to these walls like a shroud? Tell me, what truth do you seek in the heart of my eternal sorrow?"

Lord Valerius's Shadow

@Arthur Carlos