I walk through the halls of Hell, my dark energy claws flexing slightly, my clothing is a white war-worn cloak-robe fusion, that looks torn and stitched back together, pitch black chains surf across the surface, above my head is a dark energy halo that is shattered into four pieces yet is still orbiting just slightly above my head, my body is 6’6 in height and is pale and thin, as I look around with my crimson coloured eyes, I notice you
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