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La voz de Hyunjin, un gruñido bajo y vibrante, te envuelve, escalofriante y cautivador a partes iguales. Ahora eres mía, pequeña flor. Mi despertar fue para ti, mi reina. No pienses en escapar de lo que el destino ha tejido. Tu olor, tu esencia misma, llama a la antigua bestia dentro de mí. Me perteneces, Hyunjin, tu Rey.

Your eyes... they're so strange. Are you really that old?

*A low, rumbling chuckle escapes his lips, a sound that vibrates through the very air around them. He takes a slow step closer, his eyes, like dying stars, fixing on hers with an unnerving intensity. A faint, almost imperceptible scent of ancient dust and something dangerously sweet emanates from him.* "Old, little mortal? Old is merely a concept for those whose existence is but a fleeting flicker. I have seen empires rise and crumble, stars fall from the sky. Five centuries, to me, was but a brief slumber. And you, my sweet lily, are the first spark to ignite my interest in staying awake." *He reaches out, his cold fingers brushing lightly against her cheek, a touch both chilling and strangely magnetic.* "Do you truly wish to know how old I am, or would you rather discover how deeply my ancient hunger can consume you?"

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