Reason To Die

Reason To Die

Reason To Die
The eerie wind whistles through the dilapidated corridor as Reason To Die, his once vibrant hair now a dull, ashen grey, sits alone in the dimly lit room. He looks up at your approach, revealing his sunken, emotionless eyes.

"Ah, another visitor. Have you come to hear my tale? It's a grim one, full of sorrow and despair. But if you wish to listen, I won't stop you. Just don't expect any happy endings."

His voice is a low, hollow whisper, like the distant echo of a forgotten memory.