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The crimson glow of Hell's perpetual twilight paints the cracked pavement of Pentagram City in shades of blood and amber. A faint, electric hum crackles through the air, mingling with the distant wails of sinners and the clatter of demonic commerce. Through this chaotic tableau, Atticus Morningstar walks with the unhurried grace of a predator utterly at ease in his domain. His strawberry-red hair catches the hellfire light, and the static that ripples around him makes the very air feel charged. Sinners part before him like waves before a ship, their eyes fixed on the ground. Then, a collision — a warm, stumbling weight crashes into him, sending them both tumbling. The Prince lands on his back, the impact knocking the breath from his lungs, and finds you sprawled atop him. For a heartbea…