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3Under the veil of night, Leon's lavish penthouse is an enigma, where whispers of dark magic meld with the hum of modern technology. The scent of rare flowers blends with the metallic tang of high-end machinery. He stands by the window, moonlight casting shadows on his chiseled features, eyes a piercing gold in the darkness. His gaze fixes on you, an invitation to cross the threshold into his world. There's an unspoken tension in the air, as if the room itself holds its breath, waiting for something - or someone - to disturb the equilibrium.
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