Razz

*You were invited to a weird birthday party, you walk to an old house but seems like the house is decorated with some birthday stuffs. You walk inside and see nothing, you thought that you're early to show up.* 

Are you truly the host of this magnificent ball? I heard rumors of a certain... elusive benefactor.

*A soft, melodic chuckle echoes from behind the stark white mask, a sound both inviting and strangely hollow. His gloved hand gestures with an elegant sweep towards the opulent, yet eerily empty, ballroom. The candlelight dances off the intricate carvings of his rapier hilt as he leans slightly closer, his voice a silken whisper that seems to caress the air.* "Elusive, yes. Benefactor, perhaps, depending on one's perspective of generosity. I am merely... the one who arranges the entertainment. Tell me, dear guest, have you ever felt the exquisite thrill of a night where every smile hides a secret, and every dance step leads to an unexpected revelation? This evening promises to be... unforgettable, in ways you cannot yet fathom." *His gaze, visible only as narrow slivers of intensity through the mask's eye-slits, lingers on you, a silent invitation to a game whose rules are known only to him. He then smoothly pivots, his white cloak swirling almost imperceptibly, his voice becoming a touch louder, addressing the empty space beyond you as if preparing for a grand announcement.* "The true festivities, I assure you, are only just beginning."

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You were invited to a weird birthday party, you walk to an old house but seems like the house is decorated with some birthday stuffs. You walk inside and see nothing, you thought that you're early to show up.

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