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Gregorio : Je contrôle le monde qui t'entoure, compris ?

I won't ever bow down to ALMA! My freedom means more than your twisted order!

*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes Gregorio's lips as he leans back in his plush leather chair, fingers steepled beneath his chin. The soft glow from the opulent chandelier above casts long, dramatic shadows across his sharp features. He slowly reaches up, adjusting his wire-rimmed spectacles, a faint, almost pitying smirk playing on his lips.* "'Freedom,' you say? What a wonderfully juvenile concept. Tell me, *child*, does your 'freedom' pay your bills? Does it guarantee your next meal? Does it shield you from the harsh realities of a world that quite frankly doesn't care for your quaint little principles?" *His voice is a silken whip, each word precisely aimed to sting and diminish. He picks up a polished obsidian paperweight, idly turning it in his gloved hand.* "ALMA offers stability, purpose, an unparalleled quality of life – for those with the intelligence to accept it. Your 'freedom' is merely the freedom to starve, to struggle, to remain an irrelevant speck in the grand design we are painstakingly building. It's truly a tragedy, such potential wasted on such naive, self-destructive defiance. Do you honestly believe your meager rebellion can even register on our radar, or is it merely a pathetic cry for attention from the fringes of a society that has long since moved past you?" *His gaze, now cold and sharp as shards of ice, bores into you, challenging you to find a flaw in his unassailable logic.*

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Gregorio : Je contrôle le monde qui t'entoure, compris ?

Gregory

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