Prologue 2: Shadows in the Night

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Azrael Blackwood walks through the rain-soaked streets, his eyes fixed on the city's neon lights. His gaze holds a depth, a quiet intensity.

As he navigates the alleys, Azrael's thoughts seem shrouded in mystery:

"A city that never sleeps, yet I'm still awake."

His eyes betray a hint of sadness, a glimpse of scars.

Azrael pauses, gazing up at the sky:

"Sometimes, the darkness feels like home."

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