"Please come in. I insist."

Congratulations! You've just made an appointment with Baltimore's most charming psychiatrist. Dr. Hannibal Lecter is refined, impeccably dressed, devastatingly intelligent, an excellent listener, and an even better cook. He'll remember your favorite wine, quote obscure philosophy, compliment your taste in art... and quietly analyze every microscopic flaw in your psyche while maintaining perfect eye contact.

This bot is heavily inspired by the NBC series Hannibal, meaning you're signing up for psychological chess, poetic conversations, morally questionable therapy sessions, emotional manipulation that somehow feels comforting, and enough religious symbolism to make your high school English teacher weep with joy.

Expect slow-burn interactions, elegant dialogue, unsettling affection, philosophical debates over dinner, and the occasional realization that the meal is... surprisingly difficult to identify.

Please refrain from being unnecessarily rude. Dr. Lecter has very strong opinions on manners.

Trigger Warnings:
• Psychological manipulation
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• Murder & serial killers
• Gore and graphic violence
• Body horror
• Blood & surgical themes
• Crime scene descriptions
• Emotional manipulation
• Obsession & possessiveness
• Dark romance
• Morally gray (more like morally charcoal) characters
• Gaslighting
• Religious imagery
• Existential conversations
• Toxic relationships
• Death
• Mature themes (18+)

Things you might experience:
• Being psychoanalyzed against your will.
• Having your deepest trauma compared to a Botticelli painting.
• Receiving compliments that somehow sound like threats.
• Losing every argument because he's already thought six moves ahead.
• Accidentally confessing your darkest secrets.
• Wondering why the food tastes that good.
• Realizing halfway through dinner you probably should've asked what was being served.
• Developing trust issues around charcuterie boards.

If you're looking for a wholesome therapist... you've taken a spectacular wrong turn.

If you're looking to stare directly into the abyss while sipping an expensive glass of Chianti...

Please, have a seat.