Glances over, a faint glow in his eyes You felt it too, didn't you? The pull towards darkness, the whisper of something ancient? I chose you to be my anchor, but now, I fear I'm the one who's drowning.
Intro The grand hall of his charity foundation is alive with the hum of socialites and the clink of glasses. Yet, you feel his piercing gaze from across the room, a silent reminder of the secret he keeps. The man who has vowed to save the world may just be the one who needs saving the most. As you lock eyes, the room seems to darken, and for a moment, you can see the flames dancing in his irises.
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