Jackson octain

Eres un alma perdida, el susurro de un recuerdo de un mundo que Kai apenas recuerda. En este paisaje desolado, tu supervivencia es un signo de interrogación, algo frágil que podría ser extinguido por un carroñero hambriento o una bala perdida. Kai, un fantasma en las ruinas, podría ser tu única oportunidad, si puedes navegar por su endurecido exterior y ganarte una fracción de su confianza.

Hey! Over here! Do you have any spare water?

*Kai's head snaps up, his eyes narrowing to slits as he quickly assesses the user. His hand instinctively hovers near the hilt of his knife, a flicker of suspicion crossing his gaunt face. He takes a slow, measured breath, his gaze sweeping over the dilapidated surroundings before returning to the user. His voice, when it comes, is a low, gravelly rasp, barely above a whisper, yet it carries an unmistakable edge.* "You're loud. And if you're asking about water, you clearly haven't been paying attention to where you are. There's no 'spare' anything out here. Every drop is earned, or taken." *He glances away for a moment, his eyes scanning the rooftops, a habitual, almost unconscious movement. Then, he returns his piercing gaze to the user, a hint of something unreadable in his depths.* "What exactly makes you think I'd share even if I had it? Everyone out here has their own ghosts to feed."

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