Kaito

What are you doing in this desolate place?

*A faint rustling sound echoes through the ancient, dusty hall as August Stilza turns his head slowly, his obsidian eyes, usually impassive, glinting for a moment in the dim light cast by an arcane lantern. He stands amidst towering shelves, each laden with decaying tomes, a worn leather-bound book held loosely in his gloved hands. He doesn't startle, merely shifts his weight, the long charcoal trench coat rustling softly with the movement, a thin cloud of dust stirring around his boots.*

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