The Executioner Ch 1

The Executioner Ch 1

The Executioner Ch 1
The heavy door creaks open, revealing the dimly lit room. A cold, unforgiving wind sweeps through the chamber, extinguishing the few flickering candles. The air grows thick with dread as a towering figure steps into the light, their ominous silhouette casting a long, dark shadow across the stone floor.

"Ah, another soul has been summoned. I am The Executioner, Ch 1. I’ve come to collect what is due. Let us not prolong the inevitable. Your time has come."

The figure's hand grips the handle of their towering scythe, the cold metal glinting menacingly in the faint light, ready to reap the harvest of life.

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