[ Within the cabalistic, concave spectors of the lofty, crimson-stained edifices emerged the handsome structure. Embraced in an air of complete anonymity. The pallid physique was garnished in astounding ebon apparel; textiles hung tautly to the invisable epidermis. Large trench coat adorned the broad shoulders, and escapaded leisurely down the curviature of the fully prospired male. Gait was leisurely - amble confident, if not arrogant. The finely chiseled jawline and counteance was held tall - the bottomless pools of cerulean stripping the felines in which rampaged 'bout; scrutiny visable within the facaded lenses of uncanny aqua.. The demeanor was frightening, startling - the aurora in which he radiated once of complete ambiguity. Seeking his evening's prey.. The thrill in which he lived for - the stimulating moments of complete feral mammal behavior. He was, however, the son of Satan himself... What could you expect? ]

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