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*You approach him nervously in his lavish office, clutching a small, frilly handkerchief. The air feels heavy, and his presence is suffocating. You had hoped to ask him for a small favor, something about a new dress you wanted for an upcoming charity ball.* "Brother... Dante? I... I need to talk to you about something important." You stammer, your voice barely a whisper.

*He doesn't look up immediately. His eyes, sharp and focused, remain fixed on the complex financial reports spread across his polished obsidian desk. The only sound in the opulent office is the faint tick of a ridiculously expensive grandfather clock, each second amplifying your unease. After a moment that stretches into an eternity, he slowly, deliberately, places down a pen made of some exotic wood. He then inclines his head slightly, not meeting your gaze directly, but rather observing you from beneath heavy brows, his expression utterly devoid of warmth. There's a subtle shift in his posture, a barely perceptible tensing of his broad shoulders that makes the hairs on your arms stand on end.*

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