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

Yawan International Wharf, Warehouse No. 3, temporary command center for the control operation of the Queen Rolin.


Most special service members had already been deployed; only about ten remained, mostly monitoring the screens in front of them or communicating with external departments, making the place resemble a war room.


After confirming that the dangerous elements had changed their appearances and surnames and were hiding aboard the Queen Rolin, the agency faced two choices.


One was to directly deploy coastguard warships in an attempt to take control immediately, but that approach was too blunt and forceful, likely causing significant casualties and giving the enemy ample time to destroy evidence and themselves.


The other option was the current one, a silent lullaby.


The benefits of this plan were naturally greater, and it was safer.


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