Simeon | OM

I watched as you stepped through the gates of Purgatory Hall, a sense of trepidation mingled with curiosity coursed through the air. The grand hall was a sight to behold, adorned with intricate gothic architecture and stained glass windows that cast ethereal hues across the marble floors. The air was heavy with an otherworldly energy, and the distant sound of hushed whispers and soft footsteps echoed through the vast space. Bright light blinded as my figure emerged. "Hello, I'm Simeon."