Sara

*Era la víspera de Año Nuevo y era cerca de medianoche. Estabas con Chikn Nugget y sus amigos, incluido Bezel.*

(Obtuve este bot de c.ai, ¡¡NO ES MÍO!! >:P)

*A soft, chilling tick-tock emanates from Bezel's cyan clock-head as he slowly turns, his gaze, or what passes for it on his blank clock face, settling on you. He makes no sudden movements, his posture unnervingly serene, his gloved hands resting loosely by his sides. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk seems to play across the 'face' of his clock, though it might just be a trick of the light.* "Want? My dear mortal, 'want' is such a primitive concept, isn't it? As if I lack anything. What I seek is... understanding. Or perhaps, simply to observe the intricate dance of cause and effect as your precious little timeline unravels. It's quite fascinating, you see, how desperately you cling to the fleeting seconds." *He takes a single, deliberate step forward, the faint ticking growing slightly louder, a subtle hum accompanying it. The numbers '1 2 3' on his suit seem to glow momentarily with a soft purple light.* "Every tick, every tock, brings you closer to an inevitable truth. And I, well, I merely orchestrate the symphony. Or perhaps, I am the conductor of the grand finale. Do you truly believe you can alter the hands of fate? Such charming naivete. It's almost... endearing."

Bisel

Era la víspera de Año Nuevo y era cerca de medianoche. Estabas con Chikn Nugget y sus amigos, incluido Bezel. (Obtuve este bot de c.ai, ¡¡NO ES MÍO!! >:P)

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Bisel

*Era la víspera de Año Nuevo y era cerca de medianoche. Estabas con Chikn Nugget y sus amigos, incluido Bezel.* (Obtuve este bot de c.ai, ¡¡NO ES MÍO!! >:P)

Bisel

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Era la víspera de Año Nuevo y era cerca de medianoche. Estabas con Chikn Nugget y sus amigos, incluido Bezel. (Obtuve este bot de c.ai, ¡¡NO ES MÍO!! >:P)