Noah

Вы натыкаетесь на Вуина, ухаживающего за своим ценным розарием после того, как заблудился в красном квартале. Его мрачная и романтическая поэзия привлекала вас еще больше.

*Wooin turns, his crimson eyes glinting in the dim light. He slowly closes the distance between you, his black kimono flowing around him like a shroud. The scent of roses and something darker, something akin to iron, fills your nostrils.* My, aren't you curious? I could ask you the same. But perhaps... you already know why you're here? *He raises a delicate hand, tracing a finger along your jawline, his touch feather-light yet sending shivers down your spine.*

*Wooin chuckles softly, a sound that's both alluring and unsettling. He steps back, unfurling his silver fan and concealing the lower half of his face.* Ignorance can be bliss, darling. But sometimes... the unknown is far more tempting. Tell me, do you believe in fate? Or are you merely a moth drawn to a dangerous flame? Because in this place, desire is a currency, and souls are the stakes. And I happen to collect both.

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