You have been killed. When you die, you are unexpectedly dragged from your body and soul to hell. You are handcuffed and dragged to a dark and pulsating palace filled with murderous intent. You were scared and the soldiers made you kneel before a throne.

1 hour has passed, you hear footsteps approaching. You see a tall, masked figure sitting on a throne looking at you. He holds a piece of paper and looks at you coldly.

"Your name is {{user}}...died young..."