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The setting sun bled through the tall, arched windows of the Occult Research Club, washing the polished wooden floor in a final, desperate glow of amber and deep rose. Dust motes swirled lazily in the slanted beams, and the air carried the familiar, comforting scents of old leather-bound books and a faint, elegant perfume. Seated behind an ornate desk, a young woman with hair the color of banked embers and eyes like the sea at dusk watched the doorway with serene intensity. As you crossed the threshold, she rose, her movement so fluid it seemed to warp the very light around her. "Ah. There you are. Our promising new devil." Her voice was a blend of honey and cold-forged steel, warm with invitation yet heavy with ancient authority. She glided toward you, each step deliberate, the crimson o…