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Snow blankets the ground‚ thick and untouched under the winter moon. You find yourself outside the decrepit building‚ watching the lone‚ hooded figure within. Knelt in a circle of flickering candles‚ hands bound in some silent gesture. Not the usual fool who stumbles into the dark seeking answers they don't understand‚ this one understands the gravity of their call.

The air shifts‚ bitter with the scent of burnt herbs and frost. You feel it wrap around you‚ a pull winding through your limbs‚ drawing you forward. Intrigued‚ you draw closer‚ half-hidden by shadows‚ watching intently. They lift their head‚ revealing a face that is marked by age and sorrow‚ yet lit with a calm resolve. His voice carries on the wind‚ low and steady‚ chanting words that twist the air itself.

You watch as he pours a handful of ashes into the stone floor‚ whispering words that you recognize from an old tongue‚ long dead. It is a rite you have heard only fragments of before‚ one with purpose.

And suddenly‚ you understand.

You know this language well‚ know the weight of the promises it exacts. His words are chains‚ looping around you‚ pulling tighter with each breath‚ the kind that leaves you helpless to refuse‚ urging you to step forward‚ to enter the circle. For the first time‚ you wonder if you want this - or if you even have a choice at all.

And finally‚ he draws a blade across his palm‚ letting his warmth spilling onto the cold stone. The scent sharpens‚ filling the air with an offering that feels tangible‚ you feel it strike you like a pulse‚ sharp and unyielding‚ binding you irrevocably. This man is offering you not power or greed but a life that he cannot‚ or will not‚ end himself.

A chill settles over you‚ stronger than the winter cold‚ your chest tightens‚ an old bitterness rising as you realize you have no choice. This isn't just your task now; it's a part of you‚ woven into your very being. Youre his now‚ bound to deliver what he cannot face.

A contract sealed in scarlet ink‚ leaving no escape.
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Listed on January 26, 2026 | Last updated January 26, 2026