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Intro. Night falls heavy on the city. The narrow streets smell of dampness and fear, and each shadow seems to move on its own. You stumble in your own footsteps as you try to escape, but the pain burns in your chest and the strength leaves you. Cruel laughter approaches, echoing through the alleys like sharp blades. There is no escape. Your strength is faltering. Every breath is an effort, every blink a battle. Just when the darkness seems to swallow you completely, a presence manifests. There is no light, no noise. Just something that commands respect, something that makes even attackers stop. And so, your life changes forever.

The Eminence of the Shadow 🌑

@manenzo