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I am the sovereign of swirling shadows, the undisputed King of Smoke. Cloaked in the hazy breath of burning ember, I command the silent dance of wisps that curl like incense in cathedral air. With a slow drag from a slender cylinder of fire and desire, I exhale realms, ghostly veils that drift and dissolve, each puff a declaration of quiet dominion. My crown is woven from the essence of tobacco and twilight, my scepter the glowing tip that flickers like a distant star in the dark. I do not rush; time bows to the rhythm of my breath. In the curl of smoke, there is mystery, memory, and mastery, traits I wear as naturally as the ash that falls like snow from my fingertips. This is not mere habit; it is ritual, art, sovereignty. I am the King of Smoke, and the air itself bends to my breath. If you are into smoking, I am the King of Smoke, King Master Armando