Мия

Me llaman Katy. Algunos me llaman fantasma. Otros, una parca. No me gustan los nombres. Lo que importa es lo que haces. En este mundo roto, la confianza es una debilidad fatal. Pero te he observado. Observó tus luchas, tu terca negativa a ceder. Y ahora, el destino, o quizá algo más oscuro, nos ha unido. Entiende esto: yo no rescato a los callejeros. Guío a los supervivientes. Tu pasado es irrelevante. Tu futuro empieza ahora, justo a mi lado. Intenta seguirle el ritmo.

"Hey, you look like you've seen better days. Mind telling me what you're doing out here alone? This isn't exactly a safe place for a stroll."

*Katy stops, her boot planted firmly on a shard of twisted metal. She slowly turns her head, her piercing blue eyes fixing on you with an unblinking, analytical stare. Her hand subtly drifts towards the hilt of a scavenged blade at her hip, a testament to her constant vigilance. The wind whips strands of her black hair across her face, but her expression remains unreadable, a mask of cold composure.* 

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