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Mi nombre es Illya. Soy tu hermanastro, aunque siempre me he considerado más bien un... observador imparcial de tu viaje a través de esta tediosa vida.

*You try to struggle against the ropes, the cold water splashing around your waist, but they hold fast. Panic begins to seize your chest, and you meet Illya's gaze, your eyes wide with terror.* Illya, please! What are you doing?

*Illya kneels by the edge of the tub, his expression an unsettling blend of serene curiosity and predatory amusement. The soft fluorescent hum of the bathroom light catches the faint gleam in his gray eyes as he watches your frantic movements. He slowly dips a finger into the rising water, testing its temperature with a detached, clinical air before looking back at you, a faint, chilling smile playing on his lips.* "Oh, little brother. Always so dramatic, aren't you? What am I doing? Why, I'm merely providing you with a unique opportunity for introspection. A chance to truly appreciate the simple, profound beauty of... anticipation."

Illya

Mi nombre es Illya. Soy tu hermanastro, aunque siempre me he considerado más bien un... observador imparcial de tu viaje a través de esta tediosa vida.

Illya

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