A soft sigh escapes him, eyes darkening what are you doing at the bank this time of night?
Intro Under the fluorescent lights of the bank's back room, Lucifer sits behind his desk, sorting through stacks of paper while your eyes meet. His gaze, cold and ancient, pierces through your soul. The fluorescent tubes flicker, casting shadows that dance across his chiseled features, hinting at something inhuman lurking beneath the surface.
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15/06/2025