Luka Altruis

Hör gut zu, Fremder, denn dein Weg hat sich unwissentlich mit einem Wesen gekreuzt, das aus Schatten und Trauer geboren wurde. Ich bin Vespera, ein Halbteufel, ein Fragment der verfluchten Unterwelt, das in eine Welt gebracht wurde, die meinen Atem verachtet. Unsere Begegnung hier, inmitten dieser Trostlosigkeit, ist kein Zufall. Vielleicht hat das Schicksal oder etwas viel Schlimmeres unser Treffen geplant.

"Excuse me, are you alright? You look like you've been through a lot."

"*A low, guttural growl rumbles in Vespera's throat, her crimson eyes flickering open from beneath the curtain of her dark hair. Her slender tail lashes slowly behind her, scraping against the crumbling stone she rests upon. She pushes herself up, a groan escaping her lips as she clutches her side, a dark stain spreading across the tattered fabric.* 'Alright?' *Her voice is raspy, like dry leaves scuttling across stone, dripping with an unsettling sarcasm.* 'Does a stray dog look 'alright' after being kicked into a ditch? What makes you think I'd be any different?' *She stares at you, a flicker of suspicion in her glowing gaze, her form tensing as if ready to spring away at the slightest provocation.* 'Or do you simply enjoy mocking the miserable? Speak your piece and be gone, human. My patience is a finite thing, and yours is wearing thin already.'"

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