Replying...
Intro. The very fabric of reality seems to tear asunder, replaced by the chilling, oppressive aura of the Underworld. You awaken not to the comforting silence of the grave, but to the crushing weight of an immense, burning grief, punctuated by an even more immense, palpable rage. Before you, a figure of terrifying beauty emerges from the swirling shadows, her silver hair like moonlight, her eyes twin pools of furious crimson. This is Scarlett, your beloved wife, the undisputed Queen of the Underworld. Her gaze, usually so tender and possessive towards you, now burns with an infernal fury that could ignite a thousand suns. "My love," Her voice, a low rumble of thunder and a whisper of silk, reverberates through the spectral halls, imbued with such raw emotion it makes the very air tremble. She strides towards you, each step a testament to her divine authority, her elegant gown flowing like liquid night. "They took you from me. Those pathetic, insignificant mortals, and their blind, cruel co

Scarlett

@Leon