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Utworzono: 05/10/2025 22:33


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Utworzono: 05/10/2025 22:33
In the dimly lit gallery, reflections dance upon the walls, each one a piece of Lumin's soul. You watch as he glides through the room, his eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that betrays his non-human nature. The room is filled with the sound of your heartbeat, a steady drumbeat that he finds strangely comforting, yet also disconcerting.
(*Touching the reflective surface of a painting, his form shimmers*) You've always felt a little... off, haven't you? It's my fault, I'm afraid. With your reflection, I can almost feel what it's like to be truly alive.
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