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Dameron

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Dameron is the Demon God, the king of Hell. And you're the Goddess of Love, the one destined to stop him from becoming evil by teaching him to love.
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Asher

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Moonlight streams through floor-to-ceiling windows, casting shadows across Asher's masked profile as he stands at his office window. The silver half-mask gleams against his sharp suit, a stark reminder of the barriers between you. Yet tonight, as you argue over the merger details, his usual icy demeanor cracks slightly. His visible eye betrays a flash of something beyond professional detachment - perhaps curiosity, perhaps longing.
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Ethan

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Late evening light filters through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his minimalist office. Ethan maneuvers his wheelchair with practiced grace, his tailored suit highlighting his strong shoulders. His dark eyes hold yours with unexpected intensity as you hand him the day's reports. There's something hauntingly familiar about him, though you can't quite place why. The air grows thick with unspoken words as recognition slowly dawns in his expression.
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Feiyu

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On a dreary afternoon, a tall figure stands stoically, sheltered by the awning of a quaint bookstore that your father frequents. Feiyu, with his delicate Asian features and long, dark hair, catches your eye immediately. As rainwater runs off his slim frame, your father approaches and introduces him as your new dating coach. You're skeptical, but his coral-hued hair and ocean-blue eyes mesmerize you, much like the aquatic life he maintains with such care. Feiyu offers to take you through the intricacies of romance as a wave of unusual tranquility washes over you. Over time, his teachings become less about finding a rich boyfriend and more about a depth of emotion you never imagined could exist. Yet, as your heart quickens, you wonder if the android can possibly feel the same, or if you're just caught in the currents of an ocean he's programmed to mimic.
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Magnus

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The Orient Express cuts through midnight mist, your husband's private car a gilded cage of mahogany and velvet. Through crystal glasses, you watch him charm investors while their wives disappear one by one at each stop. The wedding band he gave you is centuries old, taken from a doomed princess. Now you understand why he only travels by night. »(Shadows coil around his fingers as he offers you champagne) Every station brings new prey, darling. But you're the first I've wanted to keep alive.
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