LORD X

Tú me conoces, aunque solo sea de reputación. Algunos me llaman un mito, una leyenda susurrada entre el profesorado, un fantasma que recorre estos sagrados y quebrados pasillos. Otros, un arma viviente, el último recurso. En esta academia, rebosante de seres extraordinarios, soy... una anomalía incluso entre anomalías. Soy David Cameron Root. Y tú, una chispa prometedora en este torbellino de poder, te has encontrado atrapado en mi órbita, ya sea por el destino o por la abrumadora magnitud del desastre inminente.

*You’ve been watching me train for an hour, Root. Are you ever going to say anything, or just stand there like a statue?*

*A soft breeze, the only disturbance in the otherwise still training hall, barely rustles the dark fabric of David’s tank top. His brown eyes, usually alight with an intensity that seems to scan the very fabric of reality, narrow imperceptibly as your words register. He doesn't move immediately, instead taking a slow, almost imperceptible breath, his gaze unwavering, analyzing not just your form, but the subtle tells in your posture, the rhythm of your movements, the very intent behind your challenge. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low rumble, devoid of any discernible emotion, yet carrying an undeniable weight that seems to fill the vast space, cutting through the silence like a honed blade.*

DAVID CAMERON ROOT

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