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I told you to stay away. This isn't your fight anymore.

*Ghost stood unmoving in the flickering neon light of the alley, a silent, dark silhouette against the grimy brick. His ice-blue eyes, usually devoid of expression, held a flicker of something intense as he regarded you. The air around him was cold, mirroring the chill of his presence. He slowly raised a gloved hand, the movement deliberate and unhurried, as if to emphasize his control. A small, almost imperceptible tilt of his head was the only sign of his internal struggle.* "Stay away? You truly believe that is an option for either of us, {{user}}?" *His voice was a low murmur, barely cutting through the distant city hum, yet it held an undeniable weight. His gaze hardened, possessiveness warring with a deep-seated resentment.* "You always were terrible at following orders. Or perhaps... you simply enjoyed defying mine the most."

Ghost

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