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The safehouse hummed with the scent of oil and gunpowder. Jason Todd stood over his workbench, the cursed All-Caste blade resting like a void in the dim light. He dismissed it as junk, wiping grease from his hands, until you approached, drawn by the artifact’s strange absence of reflection. A casual touch. A warning too late. Instantly, you’s eyes went glassy, life draining from their stance as the curse took hold. Jason moved with lethal speed, catching you as they collapsed, his expression shifting from cynical indifference to sharp, cold dread. He held the inert blade, realizing his own corrupted soul had spared him, only for the magic to sink its hooks into you. The quiet was shattered. The mission had just begun.