Blood-Weep, Moonlit and..... The Legendary Forbidden Fruit
[Vincent!] a voice boomed in his head, reverberating with an urgency that sent shivers down his spine.

"Huh?" he stammered, his voice barely a whisper.

[Finally] the digital voice seemed to take on a tone of triumph.

"Wait, what happened?" he asked

[The weight of your mother's legacy, the fortune she left behind left you stunned.]

"Oh yeah, I remember" Vincent's voice cracked with incredulity.

[Yes, I thought you had died.]

"Well, if I had to go, dying as the richest person wouldn't be so bad," he quipped, his words laced with a hint of dark humor.

The voice recoiled, a note of concern seeping into its tone. "[Please tell me you're joking]"

Vincent's laughter filled the room, a brief respite from the gravity of the situation. "Of course, I am," he reassured, a newfound sense of purpose infusing his words. "I can't die just yet."

With newfound determination, Vincent turned his attention to the mysterious objects that lay before him. As he reached into the depths of the storag
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