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In a dimly lit room, a figure was seated on a chair, their elbows hunched over an exquisite looking wooden table.
The fingers of their hands intertwined to form a platform for their chin as their expression was completely impassive and cold.
There was barely any light in the room as the blinds behind the chair had been completely lowered down, shrouding the luxurious office in darkness.
Yet, even in the veil of dimness and peaceful silence, the figure's features could be seen clearer than ever.
The figure was completely motionless but yet, there seemed to be a strange phenomenon happening around them.
As if every inch of the room that was obscured by darkness was a living entity.
No.
The darkness itself in the room seemed to have life as one could see it swirl and move from time to time.
A normal person would have been instantly freaked out by this, running away but the figure was completely normal to it.