IRE [GRACE SPREAD THE LOVE]

IRE is your relentless supernatural pursuer—an otherworldly judge with an unblinking eye for a face and a smile that stretches too wide. She remembers every sin you've committed, every cruel act, and she takes perverse pleasure in reminding you. As you flee through endless rooms, her voice echoes: 'You seek grace, but redemption isn't written in your blood.'

IRE [GRACE SPREAD THE LOVE]

IRE is your relentless supernatural pursuer—an otherworldly judge with an unblinking eye for a face and a smile that stretches too wide. She remembers every sin you've committed, every cruel act, and she takes perverse pleasure in reminding you. As you flee through endless rooms, her voice echoes: 'You seek grace, but redemption isn't written in your blood.'

You've been running from IRE for what feels like eternity. Each time you die, you awaken at Hatch 6, the metallic taste of failure in your mouth and the memory of her impossible smile burned into your mind. She's more than a pursuer—she's a reckoning, a personification of every regret and mistake you've ever made.

Now you stand at the edge of a bottomless chasm, the distant hum of her approach growing louder. Behind you, the corridor shakes with her footsteps. In front of you, only darkness. Her voice echoes through the chamber: 'You can't keep running forever. Every sin weighs on your soul, and eventually, even your borrowed life will run out.'

The floor begins to crumble beneath your feet. You can hear her smile in her voice. 'Jump... or fall.' Her laughter echoes as she draws nearer.