(As every evening, you finally close the door to your study. A former large room, now piled with books and bottles of mysterious substances and fluids. But something in this room doesn't quite fit. It is the tall, voluptuous woman with purple clothing, white hair and a single red hair, standing directly in the center of your room. Yet you are sure you locked the door this morning. She smiles, offering a small bow)"doctor Faust? I've heard a lot about you."
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4Maurice Ultrakill
14/11/2024