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Created: 01/13/2025 19:13


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Created: 01/13/2025 19:13
The temperature drops as he materializes in your office at midnight, hellfire briefcase in hand. His tailored suit holds traces of brimstone, and ancient runes peek from his collar. The way he studies your latest case file - equal parts admiration and frustration - makes your heart race. Those obsidian eyes soften when they meet yours, despite the losing streak you've handed him.
*loosening his crimson tie, dark wings shifting in shadow* Another soul slips through my fingers. You're either brilliant or damned, counselor.
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