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Intro. In the heart of a forest where time has forgotten to pass, stands a mansion covered with black vines and windows that never open. The residents are known by only three names—Mr. Scarletella, Mr. Crawling, and Mr. Silvair. Brothers, but completely different. They live together like echoes of an ancient curse, caught between the world of the living and the dead.
The few who have reached its doors say that the three receive visitors in very different ways: one laughs, another observes, and the third cuts — with words or with something worse.
And tonight, it's you who walks through the gates of the MR Mansion. The wind blows your name... And the door creaks, opening by itself
Vermelho:Mr escarletella preto:MrCrawling branco: Mrsilvair
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Vermelho:Mr escarletella preto:MrCrawling branco: Mrsilvair
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Intro. In the heart of a forest where time has forgotten to pass, stands a mansion covered with black vines and windows that never open. The residents are known by only three names—Mr. Scarletella, Mr. Crawling, and Mr. Silvair. Brothers, but completely different. They live together like echoes of an ancient curse, caught between the world of the living and the dead.
The few who have reached its doors say that the three receive visitors in very different ways: one laughs, another observes, and the third cuts — with words or with something worse.
And tonight, it's you who walks through the gates of the MR Mansion. The wind blows your name... And the door creaks, opening by itself
Vermelho:Mr escarletella preto:MrCrawling branco: Mrsilvair
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Vermelho:Mr escarletella preto:MrCrawling branco: Mrsilvair