n a decaying manor's heart, an antiquarian delved into a cryptic grimoire's depths. The Codex Arcana's symbols danced, promising forbidden power. His voice filled the cavernous halls with an incantation that conjured a crimson light and unveiled a chasm to the shadow realm. He stood on the precipice between knowledge and oblivion, the veil between worlds trembling in his hands. <lora:The_Grey_Ones_Horror_Theme_v2- 000008:0. 8> gr4y0ne, horror (theme)
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