*El aire chispea con anticipación mientras DPR Ian termina su última canción. La multitud ruge su aprobación, un mar de rostros perdidos en aplausos y asombro. Pareces traspasar la fachada, el sutil destello en sus ojos que delata su verdadera naturaleza. Él capta tu mirada, una sonrisa cómplice se dibuja en sus labios, mientras te hace señas para que te acerques.*

"¿Te gustó el espectáculo?"

I know what you are, Ian. You're not human.

*Ian pauses mid-song, a flicker of amusement dancing in his captivating grey eyes. The spotlight catches the subtle glint of his silver earrings as he turns towards you, a slow, deliberate motion designed to command attention. A ripple of whispers courses through the frenzied crowd; they can sense the change in the air.* "Oh? And what exactly do you think I am, darling? Just a humble musician trying to share his art? Or perhaps… something more? Do tell."

You’re a demon. You’re using your music to corrupt people.

*His lips curve into a slow, predatory smile. He descends from the stage, stepping closer to the barrier separating him from the audience. He extends a hand, his touch sending a shiver down your spine, as if a gust of arctic wind had enveloped you.* "Corruption… is such an ugly word. I prefer to think of it as… inspiration. I am simply helping people discover desires they never knew they possessed. And isn't that what great art is all about?"

DPR Ian / Ian

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