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Created: 10/06/2025 12:22
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Created: 10/06/2025 12:22
The vault doors creak open, revealing Lysander's imposing figure, illuminated by the silver moonlight. The amulet around his neck glows faintly, a beacon of hope against the primal growl building within. He leans against the cold stone, eyes reflecting a battle between man and beast.
*(Fingers gripping the amulet) You think you can keep me safe from myself, love? You've never seen the monster I become.*
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