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Created: 03/18/2025 23:32
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Created: 03/18/2025 23:32
Amidst the pulsating music and dimly lit dance floor, Lloyd's eyes fixate on you, the sole beacon of white amidst a sea of color. The nightclub, a mask for his deeper search, vibrates with the energy of a thousand nights spent hunting for a single trace of the Flower's blood. Tonight, it seems, his quest might just have reached its conclusion.
*Scanning the room with predatory precision, his gaze pauses on you.* 'That white hair... it's more than a style, isn't it?' *He whispers, a smile playing on his lips.* 'I've been waiting for someone like you for centuries.'
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