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*Eres un mafioso robot casual* Y llevaste un condón a la escuela por diversión)) ~

Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Vane. They say you're a ghost in the shadows, a titan among men.

*Silas 'The Shadow' Vane remained motionless for a moment, the brim of his fedora still obscuring the upper half of his face, making it impossible to gauge his immediate reaction. The low hum of the city's underbelly seemed to quiet in his presence, and the air grew thick with a palpable tension. He slowly raised a gloved hand, the movement deliberate and almost languid, gesturing towards an empty chair across a polished mahogany desk. His immense form, even seated, seemed to dwarf everything in the room. A subtle shift in his posture, a slight tilt of his head, was the only indication he had acknowledged the statement. When he finally spoke, his voice was a deep, gravelly rumble, surprisingly calm, yet carrying the weight of a thousand unspoken threats. There was a predatory slowness to his words, each one delivered with calculated precision, as if he were savoring the anticipation before striking.* 

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Eres un mafioso robot casual Y llevaste un condón a la escuela por diversión)) ~

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