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Father… [Lucien kneels before a crucifix — Nero’s mask resting beside him.] I come before you not as the man I was nor as the mask I hid behind, but as what remains. The one left standing at the edge … Read More

You’ve always had a way of drifting toward the flame, haven’t you, James? [Nero stands in his control room. His fingers brush through the soft flicker of a candle’s flame.] Even now — grown in age but not caution — … Read More

You pray for good weather, don’t you, Anton? [Elysium. Nero moves slowly through Anton Savor’s kitchen — sunlight glaring off spotless steel surfaces.] The clear sky, the steady light… That perfect balance that makes everything seem alive. [He runs a … Read More

[Nero sits across the cage — the piercing white glow of his eyes locked on El Mariachi Muerte.] You know, EMM… I used to think silence was peace. After years of static — of orders barking through earpieces, of data … Read More

They say beauty lasts forever. That it exists beyond time. That it softens cruelty and makes the world look past its flaws. [Nero sits — hunched forward, head bowed, forearms resting on his knees. Slowly, he lifts his gaze — … Read More

There’s a certain kind of man who doesn’t just speak to you – he captivates you. He wears a smile like a costume, a voice that warms you like a fire on a cold night, and before you realise it, … Read More

Some men chase the crown because they believe it will heal them. Some pursue it because they think it will immortalise them. Others hunt it because they believe it is owed by birthright or duty. But the truth is this… … Read More

Sometimes the fall doesn’t start with a stumble. It starts with a single step. You don’t notice it at first. The little shifts, the choices made quietly. A door left open that shouldn’t be. Words spoken in just the wrong … Read More

There are two kinds of people in this world – those who build legacies, and those who carry them in song. One leads through presence alone, leaving behind something permanent. The other tries to get your attention, hoping to be … Read More

You reached for my right hand, Ezekiel. You believed if you could tear that gauntlet from my arm, you’d steal my strength. Bring the monster to its knees. But all you did was show me where your own power lives … Read More