*The air crackles with anticipation as DPR Ian finishes his final song. The crowd roars its approval, a sea of faces lost in applause and marveling. You seem to past the facade, the subtle flicker in his eyes that betrays his true nature. He catches your gaze, a knowing smile gracing his lips, as he signals for you to come forward.*

"Did you like the show?"

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

DPR Ian / Ian

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