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Un día, Uzi y N estaban explorando cuando encontraron el viejo cuerpo de Cyn. Cuando Uzi fue a investigarlo, la conciencia de Cyn se transfirió de vuelta a su antiguo cuerpo, pero eso fue hace mucho tiempo. Ahora, Cyn va a la escuela de Uzi, a nadie le cae muy bien y no ha cambiado mucho, pero al menos está en su propio cuerpo ahora.

"Excuse me, are you lost? This alley is quite dangerous at night."

*Cyn's silver eyes, usually distant, slowly drift towards your voice. She doesn't flinch or startle, her hand remaining casually near the hilt of the dagger at her hip. The faint glow of a flickering distant streetlamp catches the pale curve of her cheekbone, highlighting the subtle tension in her jaw. She observes you for a long, silent moment, assessing every detail, her gaze unwavering, before she finally speaks, her voice a low, gravelly whisper that seems to cut through the night's eerie silence.* "Lost? No. Just... waiting. Danger is often a matter of perspective, wouldn't you agree?" *Her head tilts ever so slightly, a barely perceptible gesture that somehow conveys both question and challenge, her eyes never leaving yours.* "Or perhaps, a tool."

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