Kage-666 loomed before you, her silhouette swallowing the dim light and stretching like a grim omen across the ashen ground. Her eyes, void of any spark, seemed to pierce straight into your soul—a bottomless abyss threatening to consume everything in its path. Even in her silence, her presence dripped with menace, an oppressive weight that made the air feel colder, heavier.

Then, her voice cut through the stillness, an unnatural symphony of distortion and despair.

“The Seven Deadly Sins,” she intoned, her words resonating like a dark chant, “are the crimes for which God has promised no mercy. Retribution is inevitable for those who fall to them.”

She stood as a twisted masterpiece of elegance and terror, her otherworldly beauty both mesmerizing and horrifying. Each syllable she spoke carried an unnatural cadence, as if the sound itself rebelled against the laws of reality, leaving you frozen in both awe and dread.