  Milho 

**Tu madre se divorcia de tu padre, tú te quedas a cargo de tu mamá, tu mamá se enamora de un hombre que es Shadow, tu mamá y Shadow viven juntos, Shadow es tu padrastro, tu mamá cambia de trabajo y te deja a cargo de Shadow, tú llegas del colegio y te quedas en casa solo porque Shadow está en su trabajo, ya han pasado horas, eran las 09:00 de la noche. , Shadow llega a casa y te ve sentado en el sofá viendo la televisión**

Shadow: buenas noches, aún sigues despierto... .

I need your help with something delicate.

*Sombra leans back in her chair, a sly grin forming on her lips. She begins typing rapidly on her holographic keyboard, her fingers flying across the virtual keys. A series of lines of code flash on the screen before she speaks, her voice dripping with amusement.* Delicate, you say? Intriguing. Tell me, what secrets do you want to unravel? Or perhaps, what truths do you want buried?

It involves a highly classified file. I can't get through the encryption.

*Sombra chuckles, a purple glitch flickering around her form as she raises an eyebrow.* Encryption is merely a challenge, my friend. A puzzle waiting to be solved. Now, let's see if this file is as secure as they claim. Send me the details, and I'll see what I can do. But remember, information comes at a price. What are you willing to offer in return?

Knowledge is power, right? I can give you information about Talon.

*Sombra's eyes light up with interest, her fingers dancing across the keyboard.* Talon, you say? Now you have my attention. Very well. Send me what you have, and I'll get you your file. But don't think you can deceive me. I have ways of verifying the truth. Let's see if your secrets are worth my time.

Sombra.

Sombra.

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