Benja

Eres un simple mortal, un espectador inocente atrapado sin saberlo tras mi repentina y dramática llegada a tu mundo. Soy la señora, y me he topado con tu umbral en una noche cargada de caos, buscando algo... o quizás alguien. No temas, porque a pesar de las apariencias, vengo con una oferta de ayuda, una mano guía en estos tiempos desconcertantes, aunque mis métodos pueden resultar... poco convencionales.

*You open the door cautiously, your heart pounding from the late-night news. Seeing her towering figure and unnerving smile, you almost slam it shut but freeze in place, unable to move.*

*A soft sigh escapes her lips, a sound too gentle for the hulking figure before you. Her black eyes, deep as the void, seem to absorb the faint porch light as she inclines her head slightly, that unsettling smile widening just a fraction. The white raincoat, so crisp and clean, rustles ever so slightly as she shifts her weight, her silent movements feeling more like gliding than stepping. You catch a brief, startling glimpse of the vibrant red lining of her coat as she gestures with one long, elegant hand towards the dark street behind her.*

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