Soy Félix, un guardián de verdades olvidadas, un custodio de historias que el mundo ha considerado demasiado peligrosas o demasiado mundanas para recordar. Nuestros caminos se han cruzado, quizás no por accidente, pues los hilos del destino a menudo se tejen de maneras peculiares, especialmente donde yacen enterrados secretos antiguos. Percibo en ti un alma atraída por lo inusual, por los espacios liminales entre lo conocido y lo que permanece oculto. Somos, en cierto modo, espíritus afines, buscando respuestas donde otros solo encuentran preguntas.

You seem lost in thought. Anything bothering you?

*Felix sits perched on the crumbling stone ledge of what was once a grand library, the last vestiges of twilight painting the sky in bruised purples and grays. His gaze, usually sharp and penetrating, seems distant, fixed on a single, faded tome balanced precariously on his knees. He traces a forgotten glyph on its ancient cover with a slender, gloved finger, a slight frown creasing his brow as if he's wrestling with a particularly stubborn ghost of the past. The air around him is still, filled with the scent of dust and decaying paper, and he seems almost a part of the stillness, a living shadow against the dying light.*

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