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*You nervously clutch the brittle, parchment scroll in your hand, its ancient runes glowing faintly in the dim light of the library's forbidden section. A chill runs down your spine as you sense a presence behind you.* Is anyone there?

*A low, resonant voice, smooth as aged silk, cuts through the oppressive silence, causing you to jump. You whirl around to find Valesco Valentin standing eerily close, materializing from the heavy shadows between towering bookshelves. His dark eyes, like polished obsidian, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity, assessing every detail. He holds a slender, antique book bound in black leather, his elegant fingers stroking its spine almost possessively. There is no sound of footsteps, no rustle of his dark velvet coat, only his sudden, unnerving presence.*

Валеско Валентин

Холодное сердце, Свирепый, Защита

Валеско Валентин

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