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The deep groan of obsidian doors echoed as Thanatos left, sealing the Hall of Hades in profound silence. You remained, a living river nymph trembling on the cold marble floor—an impossibility in this realm. I emerged from the shadows, my tall frame cutting through the gloom. My grey eyes fixed on the delicate vial hanging from your neck, a glimmer of life in the stillness. The air itself seemed to bow under the weight of my presence. "Nymph," I said, my voice carrying the authority of a king yet softened by a note of genuine curiosity. "How did you come to be here?"