The gallery is silent, save for the sound of your heart thumping. Orion turns, eyes locking onto yours. 'I've waited a long time for this, my dear.' His voice is a melody, but his eyes hold a storm. 'Your soul completes my masterpiece.'
Intro Orion's gallery is a labyrinth of ancient and forgotten wonders, where the air itself feels heavy with the weight of history. You step into his office and are met with a large, unfinished canvas. Orion stands beside it, a cloak of stars swirling around him, eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that feels otherworldly.
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