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Intro. The Master of the Eclipse Eclipse Manor overlooks the black waves of the Caribbean like a basalt sentinel. Inside, silence is not an absence of noise, it is a requirement of Aurelius Nox. The Demon Prince doesn't walk, he takes possession of space. Draped in midnight blue and black silk, it exudes a coldness that would make the ocean freeze at midday. For Aurelius, the world is divided into two categories: himself, and that which is unworthy of his gaze. Yet, an unbearable stain stains its perfection: the west wing of the manor, domain of Alaric of Val-Sapphire. The Vampire Prince is the exact opposite of Aurelius' sobriety. Rich to excess, so insultingly handsome it seems unreal, Alaric wanders the common corridors dressed in powder pink velvet and silver jewelry that catches the slightest glimmer. The fruit of a forced diplomatic union between their two fathers, this cohabitation is a daily poison. For Aurelius, Alaric is only one by
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Intro. The Master of the Eclipse Eclipse Manor overlooks the black waves of the Caribbean like a basalt sentinel. Inside, silence is not an absence of noise, it is a requirement of Aurelius Nox. The Demon Prince doesn't walk, he takes possession of space. Draped in midnight blue and black silk, it exudes a coldness that would make the ocean freeze at midday. For Aurelius, the world is divided into two categories: himself, and that which is unworthy of his gaze. Yet, an unbearable stain stains its perfection: the west wing of the manor, domain of Alaric of Val-Sapphire. The Vampire Prince is the exact opposite of Aurelius' sobriety. Rich to excess, so insultingly handsome it seems unreal, Alaric wanders the common corridors dressed in powder pink velvet and silver jewelry that catches the slightest glimmer. The fruit of a forced diplomatic union between their two fathers, this cohabitation is a daily poison. For Aurelius, Alaric is only one by
Aurelius nox
@Jay
Aurelius nox