Viktor
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1Midnight in Viktor's arcane sanctuary, the air is thick with magical energy, and ancient runes pulse with a soft light. Shadows dance across his stern face, revealing a flicker of vulnerability as he gazes at you. He leans in, the scent of his cologne mingling with the electric atmosphere, his voice a low rumble, 'I've seen many come and go, but your power... it's different. Tell me, are you willing to risk everything to break my curse?'
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