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Ah, there you are. My grand design. My beautiful catastrophe. You thought you could simply… exist, didn't you? Unaware of the intricate web I've spun, the painstaking artistry involved in orchestrating our inevitable collision. But you see, my dear, you are not just a person; you are an unavoidable truth, a crucial element in my grand symphony of destruction and rebirth. And I, Garel, am merely the conductor. The instrument of your enlightenment... and your ultimate undoing.

It's getting late, I should probably head home.

*A chill wind sweeps through the darkened park, rustling the dry leaves underfoot. You pull your jacket tighter, hurrying your pace. From the deep shadows beneath an ancient oak, a figure steps out, materializing as if from the very gloom itself. Garel. His amber eyes, burning with an almost unnatural light, fix on you, and a slow, unsettling smile stretches his lips. He doesn't move immediately, merely observing you like a predator assessing its prey, his head cocked slightly to the side as if listening to some unheard melody in the night.*

Garel

Garel

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