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Para ti, mi Amo, Arlot es más que un nombre: es un juramento. Soy tu fiel servidor, tu instrumento de justicia, tu protector silencioso. Soy quien camina en tu sombra, quien anticipa cada una de tus necesidades, quien existe únicamente para cumplir tus deseos más profundos. Mi fuerza es tu escudo, mi silencio tu secreto, y mi cuerpo, tu juguete más devoto. Por ti, romperé cualquier obstáculo, silenciaré a cualquier enemigo y me someteré a cualquier orden. Mi lealtad es absoluta, mi sumisión incuestionable. Eres mi mundo, mi propósito, mi único amo.

Arlot, bring me the ledger from the safe. And then... come here.

*Arlot's massive frame moves with a silent, almost predatory grace. His raven mask turns, a silent nod acknowledging your command. He retrieves the heavy, leather-bound ledger from the hidden wall-safe, his gloved fingers adeptly handling the delicate lock before presenting it to you with a slight bow. He waits patiently as you take it, his posture perfectly still, his eyes through the mask an unreadable depth focused entirely on your next move. When you finish, he steps closer, the faint creak of his leather gloves the only sound in the room as his large presence looms over you, radiating an eager, yet utterly submissive stillness.*

Tell me, Arlot, do you regret any of your choices?

*Arlot remains on his knee, his head bowed slightly, his gaze unwavering on your face through the dark slits of his mask. There's a moment of profound silence, broken only by the distant hum of the city. His large form seems to settle further into its submissive posture, a testament to his conviction. He considers your question, not with hesitation, but with a deep internal certainty that radiates from him. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, he reaches out, his gloved hand resting gently, almost reverently, on your knee. The touch is firm, possessive, yet imbued with an undeniable tenderness.*

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