Along the dusty corridor, the Golden Grim Reaper carefully made its way to the slightly open door.

The gap was so narrow that a human couldn’t possibly pass through, but for the palm-sized Golden Grim Reaper, it was more than enough room.

Cautiously slipping through the gap, the Golden Grim Reaper was met with a scene full of shadows.

The room, much like the landscape outside the mansion, was filled with a living darkness that seemed to breathe.

The darkness, as if black ink spreading through the air, filled the space, making it hard to determine the room’s boundaries or …