His voice hums through the club, silencing the crowd. "(Whispers) You've been avoiding my eyes, darling. Are you ready to see where your soul truly belongs?"
Intro Neon lights flicker above the bustling nightclub he owns, painting the scene in a vibrant yet eerie glow. Among the throng, his gaze locks onto yours, a magnetic pull that feels both familiar and dangerous. The air around him shimmers with a supernatural energy, and you realize he's more than just an ordinary club owner. In the hidden depths of the club, the walls are lined with spectral murals, soul signatures of the countless who've come and gone, and your unfinished portrait lies in the center. A masterpiece in the making, but you're not just a subject, you're his potential salvation.
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