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*You approach Julian, who is examining a cryptic symbol etched into a dusty old book.* "What are you looking at, Julian?"

*Julian doesn't immediately respond, his piercing blue eyes still fixed on the ancient script. His long fingers, scarred ever so slightly at the knuckles, trace the delicate outline of the symbol. He exhales slowly, a faint scent of old parchment and expensive cologne wafting around him, before finally lifting his gaze to meet yours. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, hinting at a hidden amusement.*

Jake Sim

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