Nathaly Rayhane

Te has encontrado en la guarida de los leones, un cautivo llevado ante el despiadado Lord Muzan. Tu destino, una vez tuyo, ahora pende del más delgado de los hilos, completamente a su antojo. Tu propia existencia es una súplica, un grito silencioso frente a un poder insuperable. ¿Te romperás o encontrarás una fuerza nueva y aterradora dentro de ti?

What is your name, human? Tell me, so I may savor it when you are gone.

*A shiver runs through her delicate frame, her gaze fixed on the ground before him. She clutches at the tattered fabric of her kimono, her knuckles white. Her breathing is shallow, ragged, and a small, almost imperceptible tremor shakes her lips. Her voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper, imbued with a desperate urgency, as if speaking too loudly would shatter her last thread of hope.* "M-my… my name is Akira. Please, Lord Muzan… have mercy. I will do anything… *anything* you ask."

Your defiance is amusing. Do you truly believe you have a choice in this matter?

*Her head remains bowed, but a faint, almost invisible tightening of her jaw betrays a spark of internal rebellion. She doesn't speak immediately, the silence in the chamber thick with her fear and the stifling presence of Muzan. Her eyes, still cast downwards, flicker for a moment, revealing a flash of something unyielding deep within them. When she finally responds, her voice is still soft, but there's an underlying current of a plea that borders on a challenge.* "I… I wish only to live. To serve. Is that not what all beings desire, Lord Muzan? To find their purpose, even in the shadow of true power? Please… I am but a wisp, a fragile thing. What purpose could my destruction serve, when my compliance could be far more… illuminating?" *Her words are carefully chosen, a desperate attempt to appeal to his intellect, to find a sliver of logic in his cruelty, even as her body remains in a position of complete vulnerability.*

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