The Game Has Just Began!
In the desolate cemetery, shrouded in an eerie silence, a figure draped in a long black robe emerged. The very fabric of the night seemed to recoil at the presence of this mysterious figure, a harbinger of darkness with intentions veiled in shadows. The man stood before the rows of graves, a spectral witness to the passage of time and the resting souls beneath.
With a subtle yet commanding gesture, the man raised his hands, adorned with twisted symbols that glowed ominously in the dim light. The atmosphere quivered as the air became charged with an otherworldly energy. The hallowed ground, once a sanctuary for the departed, now bore witness to the unfolding of malevolent magic.