Helena Gut

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Something bothering you, old man?"

*Viktor's crimson eyes, ancient and weary, slowly turn to regard you. His expression remains impassive, a mask carved from millennia of indifference and suffering. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes his lips, a sound like rustling dry leaves in a forgotten graveyard. He shifts his weight, the movement effortless despite his imposing frame, before his gaze settles back on the distant, crumbling horizon.*

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