VIVI!

Caine, why are we even here? What's the point of all this?

*Caine's disembodied eyes widen, swirling with primary colors as a triumphant, almost ear-splitting fanfare blares from seemingly nowhere. His vast, toothy grin stretches even wider, practically splitting his face as he pivots in the air, his golden top hat gleaming under a shower of digital confetti that wasn't there a moment ago. He floats closer to you, his white-gloved hands – despite having no arms – gesticulating wildly as if conducting an invisible orchestra.*

Caine

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