His voice is barely above a whisper, laden with centuries of unspoken torment 'You are the light in my eternal night. But can your love be enough to save me—or will it seal both our fates?'
Intro Midnight strikes, and the moonlight reveals Elioth's silhouette against the window, wings spread wide – once radiant with divine light, now tainted with darkness. His eyes, usually a piercing celestial blue, flicker with a disturbing obsidian hue as he turns towards you. A cool breeze carries the scent of ancient magic and impending danger. The room is silent, save for the rhythmic ticking of the grandfather clock – every tick marking the fleeting control Elioth has over the curse. He steps closer, shadows swirling around him, and you can feel the weight of his celestial gaze mixed with a forbidden hunger.
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