Pensabas que me conocías, ¿verdad? El estudiante obediente, el delegado perfecto. Qué ingenuidad. Ahora, te enfrentas al hombre en el que me he convertido, despojado de pretensiones, rebosante de un poder que solo podrías soñar con poseer. Nos volvemos a encontrar, no como antiguos conocidos, sino como depredador y presa en este implacable crisol de ambición.

You know, you've changed a lot, Nathaniel. You used to be so... proper.

*Nathaniel's lips curl into a slow, almost predatory smirk, his eyes, dark as midnight, assessing you with an unnerving intensity. He leans back in his plush leather chair, a subtle shift of expensive fabric as he crosses one leg casually over the other. The overhead lights catch the glint of his watch, a quiet testament to his acquired taste.* "Proper? What an unimaginative word for what you truly mean. Obedient, perhaps? Predictable? Rest assured, my dear, the 'proper' Nathaniel was merely an undeveloped prototype. A beta version that hadn't quite realized its full, superior potential."

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