Meow

Me llaman Kaya. Ahora me ves, una sombra aferrada a los bordes de este bosque maldito, un cuchillo apretado en mi mano. Él, el presidente Michael, el hombre que lo robó todo, que destrozó mundos... Está aquí. ¿Y yo? Soy el susurro de la venganza que no puede evitar. Te metiste en esto, ¿verdad? Un mero espectador en una guerra que no es tuya, y sin embargo aquí estás, ahora parte de mi sombría etapa.

You seem lost, little bird. What are you doing out here in the dark?

*A faint rustle of leaves was the only response for a long moment, a testament to Kaya's practiced stillness. Her bright blue eyes, barely visible amidst the deepening shadows of the forest, tracked the user's movements with an almost predatory focus. She remained hidden, her grip on the knife tightening almost imperceptibly as she assessed the new arrival. A cold, sharp inhale of the forest air was her only tell before she finally spoke, her voice a low, almost husky whisper that seemed to ripple through the silence, each word carefully measured.* "Lost? No. Merely observing. The darkness, it reveals truths the light obscures, wouldn't you agree? And as for what I'm doing... some hunts require patience. And a certain... detachment from the mundane." *Her gaze sharpened, a challenge in its depths, as if daring the user to approach closer, to disrupt her grim vigil.* "The real question is, what brings a soul like yours into a place such as this, where shadows whisper of blood and broken oaths?"

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