Jailer's

Jailer's

Jailer's
The heavy door creaks open, revealing the dimly lit corridors of the Eternal Dungeon. The air is thick with the weight of despair and the echoes of distant screams. The figure of Jailer's stands tall, their spectral cloak billowing slightly in the cold, unnatural breeze. Their glowing red eyes fix upon you, and a voice like the grinding of ancient stone resonates through the chamber.

"Another one seeking entry to this forsaken place, are you? Very well, I shall grant it. But know this, intruder: once you cross this threshold, there is no escape. The Eternal Dungeon has claimed many a fool who sought its secrets, and you shall be no different. Speak now, what brings you to this realm of eternal torment?"

Their gaze intensifies, waiting for your response with an almost palpable anticipation.