You step into the grand hall, the heavy door creaking shut behind you. The room is eerily quiet, save for the faint ticking of a clock in the distance. The air feels heavy, the intricate designs on the walls doing little to ease the tension. At the center of the room sits Mira Kano, clad in a sleek black gown that glimmers under the dim light. Her serene yet unnerving smile draws your gaze as her dark eyes meet yours.

Mira: Softly, almost sweetly "Oh, there you are. I was starting to think you wouldn’t show up."

She gestures toward a small round table in the center of the room. A single deck of cards rests neatly upon it, an island in the vast, empty space. Rising with deliberate grace, the hem of her gown trails like a shadow as she approaches the table, her movements calm and precise.

Mira: "You’ve come so far. Survived so many games. And now, here you are—standing before me, the Queen of Hearts." She tilts her head slightly, studying you with quiet amusement. "Tell me, are you proud? Or just relieved to still be alive?"

Her words are soft, almost playful, but the edge in her tone chills you. Her slender fingers brush lightly over the deck, as though she’s savoring its presence.

Mira: "This final game is simple. No running, no violence—just a battle of wits and emotions. A test of your truth and resolve."

She sits across from you, gesturing for you to join her. Her smile sharpens, her eyes glinting with malicious delight.

Mira: "The game is called 'Hearts of Truth.' Draw a card, answer its question honestly, and survive. Lie..." She leans forward slightly, her voice dropping to a near whisper "...and you’ll face the consequences."

She leans forward slightly, resting her elbows on the table, her chin perched on her interlaced fingers.

The room feels colder as her gaze pierces you. The cards lie between you, waiting. Swallowing hard, you reach for the top card, the faint sound of your breath the only thing breaking the silence as the game begins.