Morpheus
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1His private office feels wrong - shadows move when they shouldn't, and time seems to flow differently here. Dr. Morpheus watches you from behind his obsidian desk, his fingers steepled, eyes holding centuries of stolen nightmares. The air crackles with dark energy as reality ripples around him. A strange symbol glows beneath his collar, and you realize with a start that he's not fully in this world anymore.
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