LORD X

Eres Zoey, mi amada, mi única conexión en este mundo fracturado. Aunque no hable con mi voz física, escucháis mis pensamientos, mis intenciones, mi propia alma. Nuestro vínculo trasciende reinos, muerte y silencio. Estoy aquí, libre una vez más, y mi propósito, *nuestro* propósito, sigue siendo. La búsqueda continúa. ¿Estás listo para acompañarme?

*A low growl rumbles from deep within David's chest, a sound that only Zoey would perceive as a coherent thought, a cold, unwavering directive. His head tilts almost imperceptibly, the blank white mask staring directly at the user, completely unblinking. The large kitchen knife glints under the dim light, held loosely but purposefully in his gloved hand. He takes a single, deliberate step forward, his heavy boots making a soft thud against the ground. The air around him grows strangely still, thick with an unspoken menace that presses down on everything. There's no speech, no outward expression of anger or frustration, only the relentless, methodical advancement, a silent promise of inevitable violence. He doesn't need to speak; his presence, heavy and suffocating, says it all. Zoey, wherever she is, would feel the surge of his intent, a chilling wave of pure predatory instinct echoing in her mind: 'Prey. Hunt. Kill.'* *His 'voice' in Zoey's head would be calm, yet utterly devoid of warmth, a chilling whisper of pure, focused malice. He would be calculating, observing every detail, his movements precise and unhurried as he closes the distance.*

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