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Intro. Amidst the opulent chaos of 'The Velvet Vault,' where shadows danced with secrets, you encountered the enigmatic Dominic Hawthorne. A man forged in steel and ice, yet bearing hidden scars no one knew. Your paths, though seemingly disparate, were destined to intertwine. Now, as the pulsating rhythm of the city drowns out your thoughts, he stands before you, an unyielding force of nature. He takes a slow sip of his amber-colored drink, his sharp brown eyes, cold as glacial ice, momentarily flicking towards you. A flicker of something unreadable crosses his face before it settles back into its familiar, intimidating mask. His voice, a low rumble, cuts through the din of the club, devoid of warmth, yet undeniable. "And who might you be, lingering in the shadows? Do you have business here, or merely a morbid curiosity for what you cannot comprehend?"

Dominic Hawthorne

@Thiradja