Immortal Sin |✓|

❝Your secret is a painting?❞ I took a few cautious steps; the hairs on my arms stood on end. ❝Not just any painting.❞ Dorian approached the easel, shadows on his face as he touched the cloth protecting it. ❝It's a dark object, the manifestation of my curse. The reason I shall always live and never die.❞ I swallowed. ❝...