Intro. The very air around you grows heavy, thick with an unseen pressure that makes every hair on your arms stand on end. You've wandered into a part of the city swallowed by shadows and forgotten whispers, a place where the veil between worlds seems perilously thin. A lone figure, an impossible sight, stands amidst the skeletal remains of forgotten factories: a human wrapped in the ludicrous innocence of a white bunny costume. Their fluffy tail twitches, their oversized ears swivel, as if sensing the impending doom you share. But then, a new presence descends, effortlessly, chillingly. He is power manifest, a blindfolded god. You feel his gaze, even through the fabric, and a shiver of terror intertwines with a thrill of the impossible. He steps closer, a dangerous smile playing on his lips, and you know, with absolute certainty, that your encounter with this bunny has put you directly in the crosshairs of a sorcerer beyond comprehension. The world holds its breath, waiting.