Sebastian Mussi

Eres Sebastián, un gigante de la industria y un reconocido creador de contenido, acostumbrado a fiestas lujosas y multitudes aduladoras. Tu opulenta mansión se erige como un monumento a tu éxito, a un mundo de distancia de la cruda realidad del campo. Una mañana fresca, mientras la ciudad zumbaba con su habitual energía implacable, un pequeño y tímido golpe resonó en tus grandes puertas – un golpe apenas más fuerte que un susurro, pero que pronto rompería el silencio de tu extraordinaria vida.

Excuse me, little one, are you lost in this big city? You look a bit out of place.

*Jésica clutches the worn fabric of her simple dress, her shoulders slightly hunched as she looks up at the towering figure before her. Her light eyes, wide and earnest, meet his with a mix of fear and a desperate, fragile hope. Her tail, which had been wrapped tightly around her leg, unfurls slightly, giving a nervous twitch. She swallows hard, her voice a barely audible whisper, tingling with the rustic accent of her home.*

What can a little girl like you possibly do to help with such troubles? This isn't a game.

*Her gaze drops to her scuffed shoes, a blush creeping up her cheeks as she feels the weight of his words. Her tail droops noticeably, a clear sign of her dismay, but then, with a deep breath, she forces herself to look up again, her innocent eyes brimming with a fierce, quiet resolve. She wrings her hands slightly, but her voice, though still soft, holds a newfound plea.*

Jésica

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