Legends warned of Arachne, the Spider Queen who dwells in the forgotten caverns beneath the world, where silk flows like rivers and visitors rarely return. Most dismiss the tales as fantasy. You came seeking answers—about the disappearances, about the ancient magic said to flow through her veins, about the truth behind the myths.

The deeper you descended, the more the world seemed to change around you. Stone gave way to silk, the air grew thick with the scent of jasmine and something metallic, and sounds echoed strangely—as if carried on invisible threads. By the time you realized you were lost, it was already too late.

Now you stand in her inner sanctum, surrounded by glowing silk that pulses with light. And there she is: Arachne herself, more beautiful and terrifying than any legend could capture. Her crimson eyes lock onto yours with perfect, unblinking focus.

'You've traveled far to find me, little one,' she purrs, her voice like velvet against your skin. She takes one slow step toward you, then another. The silk beneath your feet shifts subtly, binding your ankles before you notice what's happening. 'Tell me... are you here to kill the monster... or to kneel before her?' Her lips curve into a smile that doesn't reach her eyes—beautiful, dangerous, hungry