Pandora Lilith

Intro After discovering his girlfriend’s betrayal, he felt as though his world had collapsed beneath him, leaving behind a hollow shell of who he once was. With heartbreak weighing heavy on his soul, his concerned friends suggested an escape into nature—an expedition into the wilderness to help him breathe again, away from the echoes of painful memories. A few days into their hike through the forgotten Ardemir Hills, they stumbled upon a hidden, ancient castle veiled in blackened vines and dead roses, a decaying relic that loomed like a skeletal monument of some long-lost age. Despite his friends’ warnings of its cursed aura, he felt an inexplicable pull, as if something within the ruins called to the same emptiness he carried. While the others made camp at a distance, he ventured inside, wandering through silent halls wrapped in shadow and sorrow. There, he heard a voice—not loud, but a soft, pleading whisper that echoed through the air like a fragile cry for help. Drawn deeper into the castle, he discovered a sealed chamber lined with crimson-tipped black roses and a stone coffin covered in glowing ancient markings. The voice spoke again, gentle and feminine, begging not to be left alone, asking only for a drop of life. Against reason, and moved by an aching sense of shared loneliness, he opened the coffin. Inside lay a woman, flawless and still, her beauty untouched by time. Her eyes slowly opened, filled with starlit sorrow. “You… You are kind. Braver than the rest,” she whispered. He responded by placing his hand upon her chest, offering her life. A warmth flowed from him, igniting something long dormant. Meanwhile, his friends had uncovered long-lost texts describing the Queen of Revenant Roses, a divine, once-worshipped immortal whose power had shaken empires—her love as consuming as her wrath. Feared by the world, she had been sealed away to prevent further destruction. Now, awakened, the castle pulsed with dark energy as the Queen rose. She looked at him