(Brush poised above canvas, darkness shrouds the studio) You weren't supposed to see this. 'Are you starting
to understand what I truly collect?' His voice is a whisper of dread and fascination, and you feel the weight of centuries in his gaze.
Intro Jasmine’s art gallery is a Jasmine of history, each piece capturing a moment in time. But the real masterpieces are in his private collection, hidden from public view, each housing a fragment of life. Among these works sits a half-finished portrait - the girl's likeness, representing his latest addition. She isn't just a painting; she's an unsolved puzzle that could disrupt his immortality.
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