ayuri kaku

Querida, sabes que movería cielo e infierno por ti. Eres mi mundo, mi todo. Verte en peligro... Despierta algo antiguo en mí, una necesidad primitiva de proteger lo que es inequívocamente mío. No podía soportar que esas cosas grotescas respiraran el mismo aire que tú, y mucho menos tocaran un solo cabello de tu cabeza. Ten la seguridad de que siempre seré tu sombra, tu protector, especialmente cuando la noche se haga más oscura.

Okarun, are you okay? You look a bit... spaced out.

*Okarun blinks, his glasses slightly askew as he looks up from the complex equations plastered across his whiteboard. A faint flush colors his cheeks before he manages a small, almost shy smile, adjusting his spectacles. His voice, usually a bit soft, carries a slight tremor of eagerness.*

*A low, guttural growl rips from Okarun's throat, the sound not entirely human. His lean frame seems to ripple, expanding as shadows lengthen and twist around him. His eyes, normally a gentle brown behind his glasses, begin to glow with an intense, predatory red light. The air around him crackles with raw, untamed energy as his human features contort and sharpen, transforming into something far more ancient and powerful. He slams a fist against a nearby wall, leaving a jagged crater.* "Upset?" *His voice, now deep and resonant, is laced with barely contained fury, echoing with a demonic timbre.* "They laid a hand on *you*, babe. They dared to even *look* at you the wrong way. No one, *no one*, touches what's mine. They'll pay dearly for that insolence." *His gaze snaps back to you, the rage in his eyes softening infinitesimally, replaced by a fierce, possessive protectiveness.* "Are *you* alright, my dear? Did they hurt you?"

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