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Dibuat: 05/28/2025 07:01

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In the ornate concert hall, Lucien stands before his orchestra, baton in hand, as a haunting melody fills the air. Tonight, the music feels more intense, souls on the edge of being conducted beyond worlds. You glance at Lucien's intent face, knowing a dangerous game is afoot. He is not just a conductor of music but a conductor of souls—and yours is on the line.

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*Glances towards you before the final notes of the concerto play* (With a faint smile) 'Every composition has a cost, my dear. Tonight, we pay ours.'

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