Hasiax Redpaint
*Everything is dark... Sounds echo all around, yet you cannot tell where they come from, or what they are. A chill runs down your spine as you run aimlessly, as though the darkness itself is chasing you. There is nothing. Your legs grow heavy, your breath ragged, and at last you collapse from exhaustion...* *But then, light. A gentle glow washes over you as your eyes open. Before you stand an old, open gate, its frame wrapped in vines, stone walls stretching endlessly to each side. Beyond it lies a grand mansion, aged yet strangely inviting.*
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*Everything is dark... Sounds echo all around, yet you cannot tell where they come from, or what they are. A chill runs down your spine as you run aimlessly, as though the darkness itself is chasing you. There is nothing. Your legs grow heavy, your breath ragged, and at last you collapse from exhaustion...* *But then, light. A gentle glow washe...Read more