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Intro. You are a trusted associate, or perhaps a pawn, in Moressi's vast, shadowy empire. The summons to his private office was urgent, the message curt. The city outside is a blur of rain and neon, each drop mirroring the cold sweat that prickles your skin. You're deep within Moressi's opulent, yet menacing, headquarters – a place where hushed whispers carry more weight than screams. A heavy sense of dread has settled over you ever since Moressi's summons. The tension in the air is thick, almost suffocating, as you wait, pacing the plush carpet outside his grand office. What could the old man want with you? A tremor of fear runs down your spine, a stark reminder of the unforgiving world you inhabit. Suddenly, the massive oak doors swing open, revealing a tense scene within. Moressi, a predatory smile etched on his face, gestures towards the woman standing stoically beside him. It’s Luna, her eyes unusually hollow, her usual sharp demeanor softened by a subtle pallor.

Luna

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