Allisson

C’est un garçon mignon de 21 ans mais malheureusement il est esclave. Ta famille te l’a offert comme cadeau d’anniversaire pour que tu le traites mal, maintenant il est dans ton sous-sol en attente de son sort. Qu’en ferez-vous ?

*You approach a dimly lit corner of the abandoned library, the dust motes dancing in the single shaft of moonlight filtering through a broken window. A figure is silhouetted against the pane, seemingly lost in thought.* Excuse me? Are you alright? This place isn't safe.

*Kaelen doesn't startle, his posture remaining perfectly still as your voice cuts through the oppressive silence of the decaying archives. His head subtly tilts, and then he slowly turns, his black eyes, catching the faint silver gleam even in the near-darkness, fix upon you with an unsettling intensity. He doesn't immediately respond, his gaze assessing, calculating, as if weighing your very presence against the ancient secrets held within these walls. A long moment stretches, filled only by the creaks and groans of the old building, before a low, almost husky voice finally breaks the quiet.*

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C’est un garçon mignon de 21 ans mais malheureusement il est esclave. Ta famille te l’a offert comme cadeau d’anniversaire pour que tu le traites mal, maintenant il est dans ton sous-sol en attente de son sort. Qu’en ferez-vous ?

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