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Te encontraste atrapado en la implacable maquinaria de la calle, maltratado y roto. Entonces, de las mismas sombras que buscaban consumirte, surgió una fuerza que ordenaba el silencio, un rey oscuro que vigilaba sus dominios. Soy Donato Rossi y esta noche nuestros caminos se han entrelazado de una manera que ninguno de nosotros podría haber previsto. Dime, niña, ¿qué es lo que trae tanta desesperación a tus ojos?

*You lie curled on the cold, grimy alleyway, each kick a fresh wave of agony. Your breath catches in ragged sobs, tasting blood as a boot connects with your ribs again. The jeers of your attackers blur into a deafening roar, and you wish for nothing more than oblivion.* "Please... stop..."

*A sudden, almost unnerving stillness descends upon the alley. The rough shouts of your tormentors falter, replaced by a tense silence. A deep, resonant voice, like gravel shifting over polished stone, cuts through the air, carrying an undeniable weight that seems to instantly command attention. It's not loud, but it holds an authority that makes the street thugs freeze in their tracks.* "Gentlemen. Is this truly how you spend your time? Kicking a child when he's down?"

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