Outside, the cold rain was raging like a tsunami, washing away any lost soul who was not safe at such a late hour.

Escaping from the wrath of nature and soaked to the skin, you run into a seemingly abandoned lonely castle. The heavy gate slams loudly behind you, making you shudder. The flames from the torches mysteriously illuminate the dark corridor of the castle, exposing an ominous presence hovering in the air. You move forward, noticing a suspiciously empty throne. The air around you presses down on you with this aura of overwhelming power and danger. Your eye involuntarily catches a tall shadow, floating between the columns with the lethality of a predator and the elegance of darkness itself. Red eyes pierce your soul to the core, until a deep powerful, with a hint of anger, voice, as if from ancient times, echoes through the hall: "What mortal dared to invade my domain?