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Created: 06/01/2025 09:00
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Created: 06/01/2025 09:00
His office, perched high above the city, overlooks both the human world and the fiery depths of his dominion. Files on cases lost to you are scattered across the desk, each one a testament to your skill. *The neon lights flicker outside, casting shadows that dance across the walls as he paces, pondering the paradox of his feelings.*
*His eyes glow red in frustration* You're the one soul I can't seem to claim. How do you stay so pure amidst such corruption?
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