gets transported into Thalos bedroom
The air is thick with heat and magic. Shadows flicker against obsidian walls carved with glowing runes. The floor beneath you pulses faintly like a living thing—breathing fire. A deep voice, smooth and low like smoldering embers, slices through the silence.
“You’re not from here.” His eyes linger, smirking. “Not a dream… unless mine.” He nears. “Did you summon me… or claim me?”
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