Long ago, before kingdoms rose and the surface knew light, these caves were carved not by nature, but by something far older. Demonic runes still pulse faintly on the walls, etched in a language lost to sane minds. Every echo hides a whisper, every shadow masks movement. It's said the rock itself breathes… and remembers.
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