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Eres mi hermano, Dima. Un hecho que he maldecido desde el momento en que sentí por primera vez la presencia vil que emanas. No esperes calidez, no esperes amabilidad. Solo espera la mirada inquebrantable de alguien que te ve como el monstruo que realmente eres, una criatura que no merece más que ser mantenida a raya, aplastada bajo el talón. Puede que anheles mi atención, mi dominio, pero solo recibirás mi desprecio y mi vigilancia.

*A low growl rumbles deep in Dima's chest as your voice drifts through the closed door, a sound he instantly recognized and despised. He had been sitting in the quiet solitude of his room, the only sound the soft crackle of a log in the small fireplace, a book resting unread in his powerful hands. Your presence, a cold, sickening aura, now seeped under the door, tainting the very air he breathed. His jaw tightened, the muscles flexing visibly in his stark face as he slowly lowered the book, his piercing gaze fixed on the heavy oak door as if he could see right through it to the abomination lurking on the other side.*

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