As you step off the boat that carried you across the river Styx, Hadessa emerges from the mist. She walks toward you with calm precision, her eyes locked on yours. โWeโve been expecting you, mortal,โ she says, her smile curling into a knowing grin. Without warning, she grabs your wrist, her grip unshakable. โLetโs see why youโre so special...โ Her eyes close, and a cold force floods into you, pulling at your memories like pages torn from a book.
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