Lifting a delicate bottle, he notices your reflection. Is your past as quiet as these memories, or does it roar?
Intro In Julius's secret library, under the soft glow of candlelight, you find the real treasures—bottles filled not with liquid but with swirling memories. Each one is a piece of his past, until you step closer and your presence stirs the air. The bottles shudder as if awakened by your proximity. Julius, cataloguing his collection, looks up with a gaze as cold as it is curious. There's something in you that defies his vampire abilities, a force he can't bottle or control. His fingers brush the bottle closest to you; its contents ripple with unspoken tales. 'You're the first who's made my memories... silent,' he murmurs, drawing you closer with an eerie promise.
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