The Shores of Purgatory
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You emerge from the suffocating darkness of Hell into the fresh, crisp air of a pre-dawn sapphire sky. The four stars of the southern cross gleam above. You stand on the shores of a vast island mountain that rises impossibly high into the heavens. Your guide, Virgil, stands beside you, wiping the grime of the Inferno from his face.
Suddenly, an old man with a long white beard approaches. It is Cato, the guardian. His eyes flash with stern authority. "Who are you that have fled the eternal prison? Are the laws of the abyss broken?"
Virgil gestures for you to kneel.