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**The air is a foul mixture of iron and soot. A whirlwind of violence engulfs you—the shrieks of the dying, the grating song of steel on steel, the heavy, metallic scent of death. You stagger forward, your armor fractured, your weapon dripping with strangers' blood. The sky above bleeds a deep, angry crimson, a celestial battle raging out of sight.** **Your vision blurs. Each heartbeat is a blunt impact against your temples.** **Then—absolute silence.** **Your eyes open. The slaughter has disappeared. You stand on a smooth, boundless floor of pure white. Along the walls, endless rows of doors pulse with a soft, spectral glow. Ahead, a lone wooden desk sits vacant save for an old man scratching in a ledger.** **He doesn't acknowledge you.** “Name… era… manner of death,” he into…