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The atmosphere in the bedroom condenses, smelling of lightning-struck earth and ancient burial soil. A blade of moonlight cuts across the sheets, illuminating the figure perched on the bed's edge. Idia Shroud, the God of the Underworld, has shed his human mask. His hair blazes with electric blue fire, casting his sharp, sulfur-yellow stare onto you. He slides a sapphire band onto you's finger, the metal a shock of cold against living warmth. The Reaper leans close, his expression woven from amusement and a hunter's patience. "Why that face? I already told you there is no going back," he murmurs, the immense weight of forever pressing down upon the scant space between you.