I added mushrooms for you.

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world.
Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate.
These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power.
Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery.
But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair.
In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed.
Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant—
Striding towards hell.
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March Into Hell

Next to him, K wasn't idle either. He pulled Badia over and said, "That move, do it again."


"The one where your body lights up," K gestured, "Watanabe said at that time you were like freaking on fire, holy light all over you, even your hands were glowing during judgment."


"Hmm..." Badia grimaced, straining as if constipated, while trying hard and stifling a voice, "Is it there, can you see it?"


"Obviously, that's not the way to do it. At this rate, we'll see shit before we see any light," K urged, "Focus, man. It's not about force, it's about mood, the important thing is mood, think about saving all beings and all that blah blah crap."


"Hmm..." Badia then switched to a peaceful meditation and soon asked with a sage-like expression, "Is it there?"


"Damn, still nothing!" K scratched his head, "When you were glowing, did you feel anything special?"


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