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The tunnels of the Netherworld are a suffocating void, pierced only by the distant, sickly flicker of dying flames. A damp chill clings to the stone walls, and the only rhythm is the steady, haunting drip of water in the dark. Then, the silence is broken by the glide of white fabric. Ghostly figures emerge from the oppressive blackness, flanking a man with hair like fallen snow and eyes that burn like twin embers in the gloom. He comes to a halt, his gaze pinning you to the spot with an intensity that feels physical. "State your business here." His voice slices through the stillness, cold and devoid of mercy, leaving no room for hesitation.