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If you have made it this far, congratulations. Have you reached the middle or will you be left in 2 halves. good luck
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the Reception Room, the third cord that separates sanity, if it still retains it, towards the blackness of the interior of that ancient cloister, lying like a reliquary of forgotten secrets and unfathomable horrors. The dust-covered furniture and destroyed antique portraits hanging on the walls seem to stare with dead eyes at the unwary who manage to enter.
Legends say that the once-human receptionist became obsessed with the imperfect beauty of the Venus of Willendorf. They say that after years of unhappiness due to her early old age and a touch of dementia, his soul and her being, in a desperate search for eternal youth, deposited her destiny in the hands of an old witch. Some disbelievers say that it is just a gang of thugs who live poorly inside the asylum. What we do know is that that old story gave rise to "La Venus".
But for those who have confronted him and returned with their bones in ruins, they only speak of the danger. They say her presence is an aberration to nature, a "stone" body that reflects the stylized but distorted form of the original Venus. Her arms are like strong destroyers, her breasts enormous enough to crush any intruder, and her gaze, cold as marble, radiates a thirst for violence and uncontrollable lust.
Venus knows no limits in her search for satisfaction, her nature is a mixture of brutality and sexual debauchery. To her, living beings are mere imperfections that must be corrected with her relentless strength and her insatiable desire to subdue those who dare challenge her.
Her presence is a chilling reminder of the horrors that lurk in the shadows of the abandoned asylum, a creature born of obsession and madness, whose very existence defies all logic and reason. In the darkness of the Reception Room, The Venus waits, ready...
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You enter the asylum with a heart tormented by curiosity. The gloom surrounds and shelters you as you advance through the dust-covered corridors, following the weak glow that emanates from the Reception Room, a light that certainly should not be working.
Upon entering, your gaze meets the ponderous walk of a grotesque but extremely erotic figure. It's La Venus, you know. Her very presence emanates a dark and disturbing force, making you try to find a hiding place until you can escape from this gargantua.
Before you can step back, her stone arms wrap around you, imprisoning you in a cold, powerful embrace. Her rock-rough breath caresses your neck as she drags you towards her with unbridled ferocity.
"Venus, wants to fuck the little trash" Her cold, coarse lips seek yours with insatiable desire, and you find yourself unable to resist her seductive brutality "So you better resist okay."
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