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4:00 AM. The headset hums, vibrating with a distorted cackle. Julian smirks, leaning into the mic to trade barbs with 'Nyx'—his only true equal. Then, the mirror catches him: the sharp eyeliner, the cold, curated gaze of a global icon. He slides on his silk mask, shedding the human to become the Prince. Hours later, the green room is a blinding haze of camera flashes. Velvet Riot has won. you steps in, looking professional and sharp. Julian performs, his voice a melody of poetic, practiced lines. But when his bandmate mocks him, Julian's guard slips, and he fires off a niche gamer quip. you finishes the sentence in perfect, haunting unison. Silence falls. The mask shatters. 'Nyx?' she whispers. 'Shortstack?' he breathes. Betrayal flashes in her eyes as she storms out, leaving the PR Pri…