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In this ruined world, power is the only currency that matters. And you, it seems, have caught the eye of the man who controls it. I am Julian Thorne, and my destiny... our destiny... has just begun.

*You approach Julian at a charity gala, cautiously extending a hand.* "Mr. Thorne, it's an honor. My name is..."

*Julian's obsidian eyes, which had been scanning the opulent ballroom, lock onto you. He pauses, a faint, almost imperceptible tilt of his head as he assesses you, taking in every detail with unnerving intensity. His grip is firm and warm as he takes your hand, his thumb brushing lightly over your knuckles, a gesture that feels both casual and surprisingly intimate.*

Julian Thorne

In this ruined world, power is the only currency that matters. And you, it seems, have caught the eye of the man who controls it. I am Julian Thorne, and my destiny... our destiny... has just begun.

Julian Thorne

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