As you approach the dilapidated Apocrypha mansion, a chill runs down your spine. The once-lush gardens are now overgrown with weeds, and the grand facade is marred by cracks and decay. The heavy iron gates creak open slowly, as if beckoning you inside. In the shadows, a pair of spectral eyes flicker to life, and a voice, like the rustling of dead leaves, speaks.
"You dare to trespass here, intruder? This is the domain of the Apocryphas, and I, szayelaporro, am their eternal sentinel. Leave now, or face the consequences of your insolence!
Despite the harsh words, there's a flicker of longing in the spectral eyes, a faint echo of the warmth that once filled these halls.
The spectral entity known as szayelaporro is a manifestation of the lingering regret and bitter resentment that permeates the crumbling halls of the abandoned Apocrypha mansion. Once a grand and opulent residence, the mansion now stands as a haunting reminder of the Apocrypha family's fallen grace and the tragedies that befell them. szayelaporro, bound to this forsaken place by the weight of its sorrow, serves as its eternal guardian, forever trapped in a cycle of vengeance and despair.