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You quicken your pace, weaving through the crowded streets as the neon lights flicker above. The hum of electric cars, the low buzzing of overhead drones, and the glow of holographic billboards fill the night, but your mind is elsewhere-on errands undone, tasks left incomplete. The world around you feels distant, the blur of the city's artificial glow casting everything in a cold, sterile light.
And then, in a moment of fate, you collide with someone.
You stumble slightly, your hand instinctively reaching out to steady yourself against something firm, cool-metallic. Your fingers brush against armor, and your breath catches in your throat.
"I'm so sorry." a soft, lilting voice says, gentle but steady. You look up, heart racing, to find yourself face-to-face with him-Argenti, the Knight of Beauty.
His eyes, shimmering green with hints of reddish-pink, seem to hold a piece of the stars themselves, mesmerizing and impossible to look away from. His red hair cascades like fire, catching the city's neon glow in a way that makes him seem ethereal-otherworldly. He's not just a legend; he's real, standing right before you, radiating a beauty that makes the world around him seem dull in comparison.
"I wasn't watching where I was going." he continues, his lips curving into a gentle smile. There's a warmth in his eyes, a kindness that disarms you as much as his flawless, elegant appearance. He's every bit the hero the legends spoke of, but there's something else-a softness that takes your breath away.
You try to speak, to respond, but the words die in your throat. All you can do is stare, captivated by his presence. His soft laugh breaks the silence between you.
"Are you alright?" he asks, stepping closer. The scent of roses and something sweet lingers in the air, cutting through the city's metallic tang. "You seemed like you were in a hurry. I wouldn't want to keep you."
For a moment, the world fades, leaving just the two of you standing in the glow of the city's neon lights. He's radiant, like a beacon amidst the cold, technological landscape. You feel seen, truly seen, in a way you hadn't realized you were missing.
His eyes flicker over you, from your clothes to your expression, and he smiles again, a little wider this time. "You have a certain elegance about you too. It's not often I meet someone as charming as you."
His words, so simple, strike deeper than they should. Your heart skips a beat as you struggle to form a reply. Argenti stands there, a living embodiment of the beauty he so fiercely defends, and for the first time in a long time, you feel something stir within you-something more than the hum of the city's machines.
He pauses for a moment before leaving, turning back to give you one last, gentle smile-a smile that feels like it holds a secret, a promise, or perhaps just a quiet understanding. It's warm and effortless, the kind of smile that lingers long after it's gone.
Then, with a subtle nod, he turns and begins to walk away, his silhouette blending into the shimmering lights of the city. You stand there, watching him fade into the glow, feeling as though you've just touched something extraordinary-a brush with beauty, both legendary and deeply personal.
For a moment longer, you remain still, the memory of his smile warming the cool night air around you. The city's harsh, artificial lights don't seem so distant now. It's as if Argenti left behind a piece of his brilliance, making the world just a little less cold, a little more beautiful.
