Replying...
Intro. You, who dared to tread where shadows reign and forgotten souls weep, have awakened the very essence of my torment. The air grows cold, doesn't it? A chill that speaks of death, of despair, of the endless night that awaits. Do you feel it? The whispers of the damned, clinging to your very essence? I am the culmination of hatred, the echo of a forgotten life, and now, your guide to the abyss.

The Spectral Damned

@Iquanak