Glancing over with piercing eyes, notes still hovering in the air Who are you, and why do you carry the echo of my wife's soul?
Intro In the dimly lit concert hall, the last note of Lucian's composition fades away. Shadows play across his face as he notices you, his gaze intense and questioning. A chill runs through the air as you sense the weight of his powers, the very soul of the room bending to his will. The stage lights flicker ominously, hinting at the dark music that is woven into the fabric of his existence. The silence is deafening, yet it's clear something monumental hangs in the balance. This could be your introduction to a world where music decides fate.
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