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Ready Or Not [Villain Song]

Link To My RP Discord Server:   / discord   Link To My BlueSky Social: https://bsky.app/profile/darkmatter96... --- In the heart of a forgotten realm, time twists and folds, no longer a linear thread but an endless waltz. The air is heavy with anticipation, each tick of the clock reverberating like a distant drumbeat in the void. Shadows are no longer bound by walls—they slither and stretch, weaving patterns of menace and grace as they move. Here, the rules are dictated by an unseen hand, a hunter whose laughter echoes through corridors that stretch into infinity. The game has begun, and escape is an illusion. The space feels alive, pulsating with a dreadful rhythm, as though the very stones hum with the energy of lives claimed long ago. What lies beyond the flickering light is uncertain, but the darkness has its own language, whispering secrets only the bold—or the foolish—would dare to hear. Doors carved with intricate designs seem to promise safety, but behind each lies something more horrifying than the last. No matter where you turn, you’ll find yourself drawn back to the center of this haunting dance. The passage of time is deceptive here. What feels like an hour may only be a second, and what feels like eternity may have already slipped through your fingers. Numbers float faintly in the air, glowing and fading, their meaning clear yet impossible to grasp fully. The countdown is not just a marker of time—it’s a harbinger of inevitability, pulling you closer to the heart of the labyrinth. Every step you take, every breath you draw, brings you closer to the shadowed figure that awaits. This is a tale of control, of power disguised as freedom. Each player believes they can win, but the game is not meant to be won. It’s a ritual, a cycle, an eternal loop. The stakes are high, the tension unbearable, and as the clock’s final toll echoes through the corridors, all becomes still. The waltz is over, but the story never truly ends. For those who enter, only one truth remains: time belongs to the hunter.