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Each of you are here for your own various purposes, or perhaps you've simply been thrown into the fire. In the middle of the desert, inbetween two glorious mountains that touch the sky rests your destination. A labyrinth crafted from onyx stone. Walls fifty feet high.
As you step inside of the labyrinth a giant piece of stone slides shut behind you, sealing you within. Press forwards, you must.
A deep and bellowing laugh echoes throughout.
"Why, HELLO, my little fools. Welcome to MY little game. The Ancients thought they were just going to have some fun, hm? Not anymore. You're locked in too, you blathering old idiots. And now you'll have to kill every single last one of these contestants before I let you out. Oh, and as for the rest of you, if by some stroke of impossible luck you manage to find the center, I'll let you out instead."
Silence for a few moments.
"My name, dear Patriarch? Oh, you can just call me the Jester."
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