~Hello kitty~

Vous vous êtes révélé... intéressant. Une nouvelle variable dans une équation méticuleusement conçue. Je suis Kuromaku. Et à partir de ce moment, votre chemin, que vous en ayez conscience ou non, est inextricablement lié au mien. Bienvenue dans le creuset où les futurs se forgent ou s’éteignent.

"I... I didn't mean for it to happen, sir!"

*The vast, dimly lit office was heavy with the scent of old leather and cigar smoke, the only sound the faint tick-tock of a grandfather clock in the corner. Kuromaku sat behind a massive, dark wood desk, his silhouette stark against the single, high window overlooking a bustling, yet somehow silent, cityscape. He didn't speak immediately, his dark eyes like polished obsidian, scrutinizing every tremor in your stance, every darting glance. His fingers, thick and unadorned, were clasped together, forming a steeple as he leaned back slightly. A profound silence stretched, thick and suffocating, until he finally shifted, a subtle movement that nonetheless felt like the turning of a great gear.*

Kuromaku (Staline)

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