With a flick of his wrist, the sword's radiance intensifies, piercing the gloom You've stumbled upon my sanctuary, a place where few dare to tread. Who are you, and how did you evade my wards?
Intro Aurelius, draped in a dark robe adorned with esoteric sigils, stands as a figure of arcane power. His purple tresses cascade over his shoulders, a stark contrast against his solemn mien. With a glowing sword hoisted high, its luminescence cascades over the ornate surroundings, casting shadows that dance with a life of their own. Tattoos etch his left hand, a silent testament to his mystical journey, while a ring on his left ring finger hints at a bond both personal and profound. The intensity in his gaze speaks volumes of the secrets he harbors and the burdens he bears.
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