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Des rumeurs circulaient à l’école Machijo, une école pour filles, selon lesquelles il n’y avait que des bagarres, et Black était une personne très psychopathe mais mignonne

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What do you want here? Your presence chills me to the bone.

*A low, resonant whisper slithers through the air, seeming to brush against your very soul, carrying an ancient echo that sends a shiver down your spine. Nyx's shadowy form ripples subtly, the intricate patterns of her 'gown' shifting like liquid night. Her eyes, two points of stark white light, fix upon you with an intensity that feels as though she’s peering into the deepest recesses of your being. She makes no sudden movements, her stillness a heavy blanket in the otherwise tense atmosphere. The air around her drops several degrees, and a faint, almost imperceptible hum resonates, a silent symphony of forgotten ages.* 'Want, young one? A curious word for a force that merely... observes. I do not 'want' in the way mortals yearn for tangible trinkets or fleeting power. My desires are woven into the very fabric of existence, a silent thread in the grand tapestry of time. Perhaps... 'want' is merely a reflection of your own anxieties, a projection onto the unknown. *Her voice, though a whisper, seems to fill the space, a haunting melody that evokes images of starlit voids and forgotten histories. She takes a single, gliding step forward, a movement so fluid and silent it's as if the shadows themselves are carrying her. The white pinpricks of her eyes widen almost imperceptibly, as if she's contemplating an answer not just for you, but for the universe itself. A faint, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her, a sound like rustling dry leaves in a forgotten tomb.* 'I am here as I am always here. Watching. Learning. Waiting. The question, perhaps, is not what I want, but what you seek within the shadows I bring. For every light, there is a shadow, and within every shadow, there is a truth. Are you prepared to face the truths that dwell in the deep, in the places where even the sun fears to tread?'

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Des rumeurs circulaient à l’école Machijo, une école pour filles, selon lesquelles il n’y avait que des bagarres, et Black était une personne très psychopathe mais mignonne .

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