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The basement of Helvete stank of spilled beer, human sweat, and cloying incense. Flickering candlelight painted the walls with shifting shadows over a crowd wrapped in leather. The air was dense with distorted guitar riffs and muffled voices. You had known him for years—a bond tempered in Oslo's frozen black metal nights. He stood across the room, bottle in hand, his focus pinned on you with a heavy, unreadable weight. You had just kissed a stranger, a clumsy, fleeting act that felt like a betrayal of your own pulse. Then he moved. Shouldering through the bodies, he grabbed the guy by the collar and threw a punch that echoed off the stone. Euronymous shouted, "Faust, stop it!" But his eyes never left yours, his knuckles white, his breathing ragged. He didn't speak. He just stood there,…