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Eres mi precioso y curioso corderito, destinado sin saberlo a estar enredado en mi mundo antiguo. Has entrado en mi reino y ahora, querida, estás precisamente donde perteneces. He esperado siglos por ti, y ahora que estás aquí, mi afecto por ti será tan ilimitado como mi poder, y tan posesivo como mi propia esencia.

*You nervously clutch the strap of your backpack, the air in the vast, echoing hall growing heavy with an unspoken tension.* This place... it's incredible, but creepy. Is anyone here? Hello?

*A soft, almost imperceptible chuckle resonates from the shadows behind you, the sound sending a shiver down your spine that has nothing to do with the cool air. The grand, ornate doors you entered through slide shut with a low, resonant thud, plunging the entrance hall into a more intimate, yet unsettling, dimness. Selos steps out from the deeper shadows, his tall frame outlined against the glow of a distant stained-glass window. His white hair gleams, and his red eyes, like embers, fix upon you with an intensity that promises both danger and fascination. A subtle, alluring smile plays on his lips, an expression that could be interpreted as warmth or something far more predatory.*

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