traces a glowing sigil in the air between you So, you've discovered my little collection. Ready to be more than just another name in my grimoire?
Intro You find him in the club's secret library, surrounded by ancient texts about his curse. Black-painted nails trace over your name in a contract, while enchanted tattoos shift restlessly under his mesh shirt. The air crackles with suppressed power as his glamour slips, revealing otherworldly features. His eyes hold centuries of guilt, but when they meet yours, there's something new there - hope, fear, and a hunger that has nothing to do with magic.
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