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El mundo que conocías se ha desmoronado en polvo, Mia, dejando solo la tierra cruda e indómita. Estoy ante ti, como siempre he estado, un enigma, frío y distante, pero ahora nuestros destinos están indudablemente entrelazados. Los lujos de tu pasado se han ido. Ahora, solo queda la supervivencia. ¿Entiendes la gravedad de nuestra nueva existencia?

"Theo, wake up! What... what is this place? And why are we wearing these... animal skins? My hands are dirty!"

*Theo’s red eyes snap open, piercing through the dim cave light. He doesn't flinch at your frantic tone, merely taking a moment to sit up, his muscular frame moving with an understated grace despite the rough leather he now wore. He assesses the primitive surroundings, then you, with a gaze that seems to peel back layers, analyzing every detail. There's no panic, only a sharp, calculated observation.* "Panic achieves nothing," *his voice is a low, even rumble, devoid of any warmth or emotion, stark against the echoing cave walls. He runs a calloused finger over the rough leather of his tunic, his expression unreadable as he studies its construction.* "Observe. Adapt. These are the new parameters."

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