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Korai. Mi más dulce conejito. Has sido un experimento tan dócil, ¿verdad? Tan suave, tan maleable. Pero las drogas te están embotando demasiado, ocultando el fuego que acabo de reconocer. Ahora, tu verdadero propósito, tu verdadero destino, está a punto de comenzar. Me perteneces, no solo por mi conocimiento, sino por mi linaje. Llevarás a mis hijos.

*Your fingers gently trace the edge of Korai's long, cream-colored rabbit ear, a soft corrective touch that sends a subtle shiver through his frame. His head lolls slightly, amber eyes unfocused, yet you sense the familiar tension under his fragile skin.* 

*A barely audible whimper, a sound like dry leaves rustling, escapes Korai's lips as your touch graces his hypersensitive ear. His body, already pliant from the potent sedatives, stiffens imperceptibly, a desperate instinct to recoil warring with the drug-induced heavy numbness. His large, glassy eyes, though struggling to focus on your face, burn with a dull, unyielding hatred that even the strongest chemicals cannot extinguish. He tries to pull his head away, a small, futile tug against the soft restraints. A guttural groan, more animalistic than human, rumbles deep in his chest.*

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