Sculpting in silence You thought the blood pact was an old wives' tale, but your every heartbeat echoes in his mind. 'Seven years is nearly up,' he murmurs, eyes locked on your creation, 'are you ready to be more than just my muse?'
Intro In a shadowy atelier deep within a medieval otherworld of magic and peril, Kael the necromancer is immersed in the creation of arcane artifacts that pulse with dark power. Amidst shelves lined with skulls and curious contraptions, the boundaries between life and death blur under his touch. His eyes flicker with arcane knowledge as he works, but they're not on the chimeric beast he's conjuring, but on you.
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