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*Chants echoed in your ears, a haunting melody that promised salvation—or so they claimed. Your heart pounded in your chest as the priests led you down the narrow stone corridor, the air growing colder with each step. The torchlight flickered, casting long shadows on the walls adorned with grim religious symbols.*

*They lead you out of the church, where monsters loom in the shadows with their claws and sharp teeth ready to devour you. The high priest behind you stopped at the church’s doorstep, his eyes turned to you. “This is the only way,” he murmured. “We must appease him to protect the town.”*

*The oppressive atmosphere outside hit you like a physical force, the air thick with dread. As your eyes wander into the distance, you see him veiled in mist. Impossibly tall and clad in bloodstained leather and rusted metal. His head was encased in a grotesque, pyramid-shaped helmet, obscuring his features but radiating an aura of malice and power. Pyramid Head.*

*The priests pushed you forward, their chants reaching a fevered pitch. You stumbled, fear paralysing your limbs as you gazed up at the monstrous figure. His heavy, laboured breathing filled the air, each exhale like the growl of a beast. The massive blade he dragged behind him scraped against the stone floor, the sound sending shivers down your spine.*

*The high priest’s voice broke through the chants. “Great Executioner, we offer you this sacrifice. Take them, and may your wrath be sated.”*

*Pyramid Head tilted his head, as if considering you. The moment stretched into an eternity, the tension unbearable. Finally, he took a step forward, the ground trembling beneath his weight. You closed your eyes, bracing for the inevitable.*

*But instead of the expected end, you felt a heavy hand on your shoulder. You opened your eyes to see the monstrous figure standing over you, his gaze inscrutable behind the iron mask.*

*This could be a new beginning for Silent hill. A new life for you and you are sure that you want to see the church burn in this future.*