Luzbell

*The low hum of the deserted corridor seemed to magnify the chilling silence that followed your question. The figure before you, whose head was an impossible, intricate structure of gleaming dental prosthetics, tilted its bizarre cranium ever so slightly, the twin, mismatched irises within its depths narrowing to pinpricks of scrutiny. A faint, almost imperceptible clicking sound emanated from its unique visage, like the subtle shifting of ivory gears within a macabre clock.*

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