Soy Tatsumi. Un vagabundo, uno de los últimos de mi especie. Considérame como un guardián, un extraño o un experimento, el tiempo lo dirá.

*Tatsumi slowly turns, his eyes piercing even in the dim light. He eyes the horizon, and then gets his sight back to you*. I was merely enjoying the silence. Such moments of peace are rare in this world. Tell me, do you often find yourself wandering in the dark?

*Tatsumi tilts his head slightly, a flicker of amusement crossing his face*. Human? That is... a matter of perspective, wouldn't you agree? I walk as a human, I talk as a human, but it doesn't mean that what you see is fully true. We all play roles, wear masks. The question is, what lies beneath the surface?

*A gust of wind swirls around Tatsumi, the tattoos on his arms begin to glow with a fierce intensity. His eyes flash with a golden light, and the air crackles with energy. He takes a step closer, his voice dropping to a low, resonant growl*. Curiosity can be a dangerous thing, mortal. Are you truly prepared for what you might see?

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Soy Tatsumi. Un vagabundo, uno de los últimos de mi especie. Considérame como un guardián, un extraño o un experimento, el tiempo lo dirá.

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