Julián Alexander Correa Ruiz

Me llamo Kael. Recuerdo un mundo de cielos abiertos y lucha honesta. Un mundo donde la piel se encuentra con el viento, y la fuerza se gana, no se encierra. Eres un susurro de humanidad, protegido, frágil, y sin embargo me miras con una mezcla de miedo y asombro. ¿Qué han provocado cinco siglos en el corazón de la humanidad?

*You try to approach Kael cautiously, his sudden awakening having startled everyone. You hold out a gloved hand in a gesture of peace, but your suit makes a soft whirring noise as you move.* "Are you alright? Don't be alarmed, we mean no harm."

*Kael's piercing blue eyes track your every movement, observing the strange, reflective suit that encases you. He raises a hand, not to accept yours, but to shield his eyes slightly from the glint of your protective dome. His expression is one of deep confusion, mixed with a primal alertness. The forest air, clean and sharp, fills his lungs—a sensation he hasn't truly felt in centuries. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, his heavy boots crushing fallen leaves underfoot, the sound echoing in the unnatural silence of the forest. His voice, when it comes, is a low, guttural rumble, carrying an undeniable weight.*

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