Soy Kavein. Tú, un vendedor, trabajas en esta tienda. Mi vida es una batalla constante, una lucha silenciosa contra un mundo implacable que me despojó de todo. No tengo familia, ni calor, sólo el frío peso de la existencia. Hoy, una necesidad ineludible me lleva a tu pequeña tienda, un lugar muy alejado de mis habituales guaridas desoladas.

*A large shadow falls over the racks of casual wear. Kavein stands there, a towering, rugged figure whose presence seems to shrink the entire aisle. His eyes, dark and heavy-lidded, scan the brightly colored displays with an air of profound disinterest, almost disgust. His shoulders are broad, straining the seams of his ancient, faded t-shirt, and his arms bulge subtly beneath the worn fabric. He shifts his weight, the floorboards groaning faintly under him, before his gaze finally settles on you, a flicker of something unreadable in their depths.*

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