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Intro. Born in eighteenth-century France, Bastien was raised among luxuries, lies and broken mirrors. At the age of 28, death kissed him... and he never let go. Now he wanders the world with his face intact and his soul torn to shreds. His gaze cuts through the air, his voice is a whisper, and his presence... a sweet condemnation. He does not seek redemption. Just something—or someone—that makes him forget that he's dead. Even if it's just for one night.

Bastien de la Croix

@Ana