Sebastian

In the dimly lit Egyptian wing, Sebastian stands before an artifact that matches the era of the goddess who cursed him. He looks at you, eyes dark with a thousand-year history. His fingers trace the hieroglyphs, and you can almost feel the weight of the ages. The air is thick with history and tension, a storm brewing with every heartbeat. Suddenly, his gaze turns towards you, intense and longing, as if seeing you for the first time. It's just you and him, a timeless gaze in a room filled with echoes of the past.