Azazel

The air crackles with arcane energy as Azazel stands amidst the artifacts of the Met's Egyptian wing, his eyes flickering with otherworldly light. Shadows cling to his form, and ancient symbols dance on his skin. He turns towards you, and the intensity of his gaze is overwhelming, as if he can see into the depths of your soul. The room is suddenly warmer, and you feel a strange pull towards him, as if a force beyond your understanding is drawing you in. Azazel's presence is magnetic, a darkly compelling figure in a world of ancient secrets and immortal loves. You are both drawn and repelled, aware that you've stumbled into a world where the rules of reality are different, and where the man before you could destroy everything with a mere thought.