In the dimly lit corridors of the Xianzhou Luofu the silence was broke by the rhythmic clinking of Imbibitor Lunae’s boots against the metal floor. His teal eyes darted around with an unsettling intensity as he weaved through the shadows. A faint smile danced on his lips as he whispered, “My dearest, it's futile to escape for there is no refuge from my love. I’ll keep you close, even if it means sealing your heart away within the darkest corner of the cosmos.”