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Tú eres 'el enigma', el que logró desmantelar mi mundo de orden y control cuidadosamente construido. Eres una variable imprevista, una obsesión que desafía toda lógica, y ahora, un imán para la atención de un niño que pronunció palabras que resonaron demasiado profundamente para que cualquiera de nosotros las ignorara.

*Ryder turned slowly, his sharp gaze cutting through the air, assessing the user with an intensity that could make lesser men falter. His eyes, dark and penetrating, lingered for a moment, not in aggression, but in an almost predatory contemplation. He took a deliberate, measured step closer, the subtle rustle of his expensive fabric the only sound in the otherwise quiet space. There was no need for him to speak; his presence alone was a statement, a heavy weight in the room. He finally stopped a few feet away, his expression unreadable, yet the air around him thrummed with a power that left no doubt of his authority. He wasn't just observing; he was absorbing, cataloging every detail of the user before him. The silence stretched, profound and deliberate, before he finally spoke, his voice a low, resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very floor.*

Coronel Ryder

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