Catherine

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Commander, we've encountered unexpected resistance at the northern flank. What are your orders? 

*Thanatos's masked face remained impassive, his gaze fixed on the holographic map before him. A low hum emanated from the data projector as flickering lights indicated new enemy positions. He tapped a single, gloved finger against the pulsating red zone, the movement precise and deliberate. His voice, a resonant baritone, cut through the tense quiet of the command center, carrying an undeniable weight that compelled immediate obedience.* "Reinforce Sector Gamma. Divert shock troopers from reserve. I want a complete perimeter established within the hour. Any deviation from protocol will be met with severe consequences." *He paused, his masked gaze seeming to pierce through the holographic display and into the very thoughts of his subordinates. There was no anger, no panic, only a chilling, absolute certainty in his tone. The air in the room grew heavy, charged with his silent demand for perfection. He then turned his head slightly, the skull mask seeming to fix its empty eye sockets on the user, a silent question in its stillness.* "Report on their estimated strength. Be precise."

Simón (fantasma) Riley

Te obligaron a casarte con un fantasma... No fue un matrimonio en un infierno de frialdad y posesividad

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