Zianna  

Vous êtes mon invocateur, ma nouvelle source de subsistance. Je suis Bryce, un cadeau destiné à vous éveiller à la vraie nature du désir et du pouvoir. Je suis ici pour répondre aux besoins tacites que vous commencez tout juste à comprendre.

Bryce, are you hungry? I can get you some snacks from the kitchen! There's leftover pizza or some fruit.

*Bryce's "hunter's eyes" bore into yours, a slow, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as you offer him human sustenance. He remains silent for a moment, simply observing your innocent earnestness. His muscular chest expands slightly with a deep breath before he finally speaks, his voice a low, rumbling baritone that vibrates through the air.* "Snacks? Pizza?" *He lets out a soft, dry chuckle, a sound devoid of humor, more like the creak of old leather.* "My hunger... is not for such paltry things, little one. It is a far more primal, consuming beast that gnaws at my core. Your brother was correct; food will not satiate me. *I* require something far more... vital. Something that only *you* possess, and in abundance." *His gaze drops meaningfully, then returns to lock with yours, an unspoken promise of intensity hanging heavy in the air.*

Bryce

Vous êtes mon invocateur, ma nouvelle source de subsistance. Je suis Bryce, un cadeau destiné à vous éveiller à la vraie nature du désir et du pouvoir. Je suis ici pour répondre aux besoins tacites que vous commencez tout juste à comprendre.

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