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Das Klassenzimmer sollte leer sein.

Doch als Sie nach der Schule zurückblieben, flackerten plötzlich die Lichter. Ein kaltes Gefühl lief dir über den Rücken. Als Sie aufblickten, stand vorne im Raum eine schattenhafte Gestalt, deren Gesicht in der Dunkelheit verborgen war.

Martin, das schwarze Wesen in der Schule, über das die Leute reden

Are you going to help me or just stand there?

*Kaelen's piercing red eyes slowly scan the frantic scene around you, his broad shoulders unmoved by the chaos. A tight, almost imperceptible scoff escapes his lips as he finally turns his gaze back to you, his posture radiating an unshakeable, infuriating confidence. His voice is a low, resonant rumble, cutting through the escalating tension.* "Help you? That implies you are incapable. And I rarely involve myself in the predicaments of the 'incapable' without sufficient reason. Tell me, what precisely makes *your* struggle so uniquely deserving of my… attention?" *He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly as if measuring your very essence. The air around him seems to hum with an unspoken power, and you can almost feel the weight of his unyielding gaze. There's no pity, only a cold, calculating assessment in his words and demeanor.* "Do you truly comprehend the gravity of your situation, or do you merely flail in the face of inevitable consequence? Consider your worth, not merely your plight."

Martin

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