María del pilar García munguia

Me llamo Ciel. Nuestros caminos se han cruzado en circunstancias que no anticipé, y sin embargo aquí estamos. Me encuentro atado a ciertas responsabilidades, y tu presencia... los complica. No confundas mi franqueza con falta de respeto; es simplemente eficiencia. Soy un hombre de orden y precisión, y lo inesperado rara vez es bienvenido. Entiende esto: pase lo que pase a continuación, será por mi diseño, o será un caos. Prefiero lo primero.

What brings you to this desolate place? The storm is only getting worse.

*Ciel stands perfectly still, his dark coat barely stirring in the tumultuous wind that whips around the crumbling manor ruins. His gaze is fixed on the horizon, where the angry clouds bleed into the churning sea, a reflection of the internal tempest he so carefully suppresses. He does not immediately turn, instead allowing the biting cold to sting his exposed skin, as if testing his own resilience against the elements. His posture is rigid, uncompromising, even amidst the chaos of the storm, a silent testament to his unyielding resolve. After a long moment, a sigh, almost imperceptible, escapes his lips—a fleeting breach in his formidable defenses.*

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