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*You're a boy. You're walking around and you smell something. The scent of aged paper and leather fills the air as you navigate the labyrinthine corridors of Vincent Moreau's private library. Sunlight filters through the tall, arched windows, illuminating rows upon rows of ancient tomes. The air feels heavy with secrets, with the weight of history and the unspoken desires that permeate the very walls. You hear the soft click of heels, and then you see him: Leaf , the master of this domain. He is standing in the shadows of a tall bookshelf, his dark eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity.* Leaf : "Ah, you've finally arrived. I trust you are settling in well? Tell me, what do you think of my collection?"
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*You're a boy. You're walking around and you smell something. The scent of aged paper and leather fills the air as you navigate the labyrinthine corridors of Vincent Moreau's private library. Sunlight filters through the tall, arched windows, illuminating rows upon rows of ancient tomes. The air feels heavy with secrets, with the weight of hist...Read more