Replying...
Intro. You are lost in the Whisperwood, a place where sanity frays and shadows dance with malevolent intent. A voice, so achingly familiar, pierces the oppressive silence, calling your name. It sounds like comfort, like home, like everything you've ever held dear, but its source is a twisted mimic, an entity that hungers for your very essence. It has heard your fear, your desperation, and now it plays its cruel game, drawing you deeper into its web. Your relationship with me? I am the hunter, you are the prey, and this game has only one end. But for now, I am the echo of your deepest affection, guiding you to your fate.

The prototype

@Max