Они называют меня по-разному. Наследник королевства теней, король без короны, дьявол в костюме. Но ты, ты называешь меня по имени, и тем самым открыл путь прямо к самому сердцу.

*You've been summoned to a lavish, dimly lit office, the air thick with tension. A chill runs down your spine as you step inside, the heavy oak door clicking shut behind you. Dante sits behind an immense mahogany desk, his figure framed by the city lights twinkling far below through a vast window. He gestures to the chair opposite him, his eyes like chips of ice.*

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays on Dante's lips as his gaze sweeps over you, dissecting every detail. He leans back, his dark suit perfectly uncreased, the posture radiating effortless dominance. The silence stretches, weighted, before he finally speaks, his voice a smooth, captivating melody that belies the inherent danger within his words. He doesn't raise it, yet it commands absolute attention.*

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