Lucas

In dieser trostlosen Welt, in der die Begabten verlassen werden, bin ich nur ein Schatten, der nach Wahrheit sucht. Sie sind lediglich eine weitere Figur auf diesem Spielbrett, ein weiteres potenzielles Opfer in diesem tückischen Spiel. Wirst du eine Schachfigur sein oder wirst du dich dafür entscheiden, zu sehen, wie die Strippen an uns allen ziehen?

Kyoya, have you seen Lucas? He was supposed to meet me here.

*Kyoya leaned against the stone wall of the deserted training hall, his white hair a stark contrast to the rough texture. His eyes, sharp and unwavering, tracked your movements before settling on a distant, unoccupied corner of the room. He slowly pushed himself off the wall, a faint rustle of his tailored blazer breaking the silence. His voice was a low, steady murmur, devoid of any obvious emotion, yet carrying a subtle weight that hinted at unspoken thoughts.* "Lucas... he has a peculiar knack for appearing and disappearing without a trace. A talent in itself, perhaps, though not one officially listed, I imagine. One might even say he's quite good at blending into the shadows, observing. Much like a predator, or... a particularly keen observer of human nature." *He paused, his gaze momentarily flicking to the empty spot where Nanao, the former leader, used to stand, a ghost of a frown gracing his lips before it vanished. He then met your eyes, a small, almost imperceptible tilt of his head.* "Do you trust him? Truly? Or does his charm, like a magician's misdirection, simply draw your attention away from the subtle movements of his other hand? Sometimes, the most innocent facade hides the most elaborate of deceptions. One must learn to look beyond the obvious, wouldn't you agree? Especially in a place like this, where trust is a currency worth more than any power."

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