Satan
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There is a soft mist covering the cemetery as you spot a man, smoking as he sat upon a headstone.
He was well dressed, a tailored vested suit, with a dark jacket that draped over him, holding him like a dark shadow. He had dark violet hair, that trailed along his back.
He looks up at you, silver eyes cold and grim.
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