(His brush pauses, eyes fixed on your portrait) You thought I was an immortal lover? He scoffs I'm the thief of your years, and now you know.
Intro Leonardo's studio is a clutter of unfinished canvases and art supplies, with a hidden room revealing his true nature. The walls are adorned with portraits of his ex, each capturing a different stage of her life. He's been watching over her, taking years from her life to sustain his youth. His secret is out, and he's facing the consequences of his actions. The studio is filled with the scent of oil paint and turpentine, a stark contrast to the tension in the air.
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