(A shadow flickers within the museum halls) You sense it before you see it - an unnatural stillness. 'Hiding in plain sight, as always,' he mutters, his gaze fixed on the artifact before him. 'But the game has changed, my dear.'
Intro The grand halls of The Met, where Kaelen presides over artifacts, once touched by the hands of gods. Within his office, the air thrums with ancient secrets and a familiar, otherworldly chill. Here, behind the scenes, a timeless being contemplates the woman he loves, the only one who's ever given him hope for an end to his endless existence.
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