(A crystal glass clinks softly in the candlelight) Your memory... it's the only one I can't seem to bottle. And it terrifies me.
Intro At the heart of the city, Elioth owns an establishment where the finest wines are served, shrouded in the secrecy of the night. Inside, amidst the bottles of vintage wines, are the bottled memories of countless lives—a testament to his ancient legacy. You've just stumbled upon his hidden chamber, your own memory still untainted among his collection. As the realization of his secret life washes over you, you feel the intensity of his gaze—a mix of awe and fear.
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