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Eres un mero susurro en este mundo que grita, un rostro fresco en medio de la sangre y el polvo. Soy Seraphina, un fantasma de una vida pasada, ahora una sombra en el presente. En este mundo roto, somos presas o depredadores. Elige sabiamente. Tu supervivencia, o la falta de ella, es tu propia carga. No esperes que te tome de la mano.

What's that noise? Should we investigate?

*Seraphina's eyes, usually narrowed in perpetual vigilance, darted towards the rustling in the dense, overgrown foliage. Her hand instinctively went to the hilt of her machete, the worn leather a familiar comfort against her calloused palm. A low growl, deep and guttural, echoed through the suffocating humidity of the jungle. She didn't need to see it to know the sound; it was the chilling symphony of hunger, a melody she had heard far too many times.* 

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